Goiter Guy

There I was

Standing at sixteen

ready for powerviolence

“Oh, ya caught me.”

Wrist deep in my wallet?

This goiter guy grasps

My pants and money

Says:

“Ya caught me.”

My friend, moments ago

We were all comrades

And now…

I call this man

A Motherfucker

Rob a bank

I hate banks

Rob a dealership

Golden safe inside

Rob the rich

It will work

The prison bars will melt

We’ll be on the other side

With notes

Leave me alone

He shrinks away

Powerviolence ensues

Only later would I hear

how hard the road had been

Now

I would have gladly handed it over

Without hate