Jerk Poem by Wendy Moravec

Jerk

Shut up

You stupid jerk

All you do in your empty life

Is use your red pen

To mark up my life

You never consider

How it feels

To hand back my soul

Hacked to pieces

You sit there on your pedestal

Dissecting my brain

For an audience of mannequins

Be honest, be truthful you say

And like androids they do as you bid

They shred my feelings

And burn it for fuel

To use for their gluttony

On the next unsuspecting fool