Scream Queen
My scream was good
but they had to rerecord it
Someone fucked up
Someone always fucks up
It goes with the turf
like fake blood
low pay
and doing the wet T-shirt scene
with an icicle up your butt
What the hell
It keeps me in beer money
It beats working
at the goddamn mall
It's a trip
bouncing zombie types
off the sidewalk
decapitating
Satan's little helpers
nailing some
voodoo redneck's
pencil dick
to the side of a barn
I sleep just fine
I'm happy in my skin
The black bugs
don't crawl around my brain
I don't get into
skull fuck territory
I keep my soul
out of Meat Hook City
As for the politics
of tits 'n' ass
let's just say
I draw my own line
I know the difference
between the inside and the outside
I can walk in these heels
Run if necessary
Jump if required
My body won't quit
Some day it might
Till then I intend
to use what I have
I'm Betsy Ross
with a burning flag
A faster gun
A tighter dress
A dirtier mouth
I can drink the boys under the table
I can fart the Star Spangled Banner
I can play this game
This game called freedom
My tattoo say
Too hot to die
Too cool to live
Stick 'em up punk
I love bad movies
Robert Warrington is a British writer whose work has been published in various ways in the UK and US - mostly in the online litzines. This poem is what happened when he tried to imagine being Tiffany Shepis.