Why Is Everybody Always Pickin’ On Me?

The Gary Heidnik of all your dreams

is eating at a buffet in Chinatown

The meat is all the cats, all the filthy cats

that live in Slaughter, the wickedest town ever

the cats, mangy, diseased that they are

we’d never touch stray cats on the street

but they make those cats into food at the Chinatown store

and you can eat all you want

the cats have been everywhere in this town, and the rats

probably more, and they get eaten by the cat, consumed

like they consume this whole city

eating trash, breathing the smog and dust and crap and crud

the smoke and sludge

and then they eat glass or they get shot and the chinese make food

to sell to Gary Heidnik, who

eats voraciously, eats the cats and all they’ve absorbed,

eats the town, the dirt this town makes

the filth that the cats absorb from just living and consuming

in a filthy place

Gary Heidnik gets chinese food all over his face

he closes his eyes and shoves food into his mouth

he doesn’t even have a plate, if he ever started with one

he circles the buffet cart like a blind, hungry cat,

picking and shoveling food into his mouth, cat meat

and wretched old vegitables

slide down his face and onto his dirty shirt

He’s eating as if it’s as fast as he can, as if he might not get another

chance, as if he is a guru, consuming the karma

of this shit town he hates so goddamn much

every fucker trying to shoot Gary Heidnik or something

but it’s only because he can eat as much as he wants for

really cheap that he stays, and at least there is a variety

of ways they prepare the meat.

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