Ted Bundy (A Soliloquoy in Epiphany)

To work one's entire life

To fleece and fly and think real light

One finally understands one's mother's plan

When he sees the woman that birthed him, as rich as she

But as poor as he be

The only problem is, his mother was as rich

Then where is he, working for a hard life, on murder's ecstasy?

A dominatrix only understands the sorority's shut down

When you put a rock to her head

And at that point, the issue is moot

Everyone ***s the cat.