This is 7 pages worth of my poetry. This is a battle cry for ants. A love song for mutants. A memoir of the secret conscience of a pickup artist. A cleansing suppository for religious belief. A solemn vow of recognition for all disenfranchised sperm. THE CONFESSIONS OF A MAN WHO COULD DO NO LESS THAN BECOME HIS OWN SELF-INVENTED FRANKENSTEIN MONSTER. A political statement about literally anything the reader chooses as an interpretation . . . which is the only possible beacon of REAL TRUTH! . . .