Five Dollar Trigger

Ted Bundy (A Soliloquoy in Epiphany)

To work one's entire life

To fleece and fly and think real light

One finally understands one's mother's plan

When he sees the woman that birthed him, as rich as she

But as poor as he be

The only problem is, his mother was as rich

Then where is he, working for a hard life, on murder's ecstasy?

A dominatrix only understands the sorority's shut down

When you put a rock to her head

And at that point, the issue is moot

Everyone ***s the cat.

Five Dollar Trigger

How much for one woman?

Five dolars worth of grass, on a trigger's nickel.

That's a joint, twenty times, for a bag of snatch.

Rats have nothing on a cop, for a gun to a kid's head.

Never the knife or the pistol, always the pen.

Something you know, about the bird in the pig pen.