Ink Tea Stone Leaf

A poem for the henchmen and the hired goons

An Arbitrary Power made me Little Lord
of the Big Billy Club, to justly recognize
the virtues I embody, being "super-special,"
"credulous," "obsequious," and other words
that sound as dope as that—and I can be as damn
obsequious as any alpha in the yard.

An Arbitrary Man made me the King Shit
of this Fuck Mountain, buddy—that's the pinochle
of meritocracy, the everlasting creed
of the Big Billy Club and all its Little Lords—
and I am gonna wag my scepter in your face
until you understand the strength of my position.