highway poem

Today on 361, a dick riding my bumper
I wanted to yell something, that fucker
so I yelled: "fucker!"
and pulled over to let him pass
while I thought of what I could have said instead

like "cocksucker!"
the word I told my father not to say
because come on
if he wants to yell something at someone
when he is angry
and they are being a dick
he should probably start with a word
you know
he might not enjoy

but then I thought about "fucker"
and "dick"
and how yelling "cocksucker!" feels so good
in your mouth
yeah, I said it
it just rolls off your tongue
and I forgave my father