Violence In Video Games

Are I not poetic?
Let us raise our hands in disbelief,
In worship, OH-
I am.
I am...
A ham sandwhich with cheese and
Bland tomatoes,
And a couple butter biscuits...
Punch, anyone? Punch ANYONE?
The video games
Are going to my head,
I've got the line that's blurred me
Between the reality and the teevee...
I like the fighting games where
I can kick some ass and
Steal the cash and
Fuck up those motherfuckers
All in the comfort of
My boyfriend's bed
And with the comfort of
A throbbing head, with relaxation,
Fuzzy pixellated images
I hallucinate, I participate
In the mass murder of nations,
Pedestrians,
Linguists and suicidal small town teenagers.
They don't mind so much,
When they smile while they die,
And I've got only one foot left,
Another one too,
And a flourescant lightbulb that stays off
Because it burns through my pupils.