Vitrified Chaos

The punkest mug I ever made

Is Chaos squared and cubed and flayed

And bastardized and misbegotten

And sidded vicious, johnnyed rotten.

Perhaps that’s why I love it so,

Resisting as it were The Flow

Just as I take a mocha sip

And feel its rough, unfriendly lip.

Good Punk should never go to waste

And it is vital that we taste

The bitter Truth that Love’s not all,

And Darkness often comes to call.