Palimpsest Pimples

A sad bit of woe

She dint wan itchit. Din wan atall. But it itchd’d some fierce. Has her gone back for lotion a maybe cream. She rub’don hard daily hourly minute by minute a still no relief. A hell’sh fuckhead’d nightmare like non she ever’d had’d before. Came d’on heavy a hard since she’d don quit’d for good da soda a chips a twix. Voodoo Christian Muslim Hindu etcetera gods an all their fuckhead’d inlaws puttin’ da snack food juju curse on her skin a shit.
She always’d knew dem gods was in d’employ of dem big corporate junk food cabal fuckheads.
Always knew it.
Time t’take da fucking matter into her’d own damn hands.
Time t’get gnarly.
Fucking itchy fucking skin fuckhead curse.
Maybe too she’d should call dem consumer affairs fuckheads too. Just t’d be sure. File a complaint a some shit. Put it on da record. Get da ball rolling a shit. Yeah. That’d bring some relief. Prob’ly.

Prob’ly.