Not So Incredible Hulk, by Ryan

Ryan

Not So Incredible Hulk

I'm a big fan of the incredible hulk

I’m ravenous, toxic, and hazardous. Approach with caution, but no trespassers beyond this point.

The walls are too high and the moat is too deep.

That’s me.

Covered in barbed wire and electric fences. You can’t get close to me.

I am a keg of whoop ass.

The definition of mayhem.

Violence is porn to me and pandemonium is normalcy.

I am the NOT so incredible hulk.

You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry and since I’m always angry you will never like me, and I don’t give a fuck.

I am a giant a five foot five.

Napoleon complex is the concept that makes me a walking bomb threat.

I’ll take a superman punch to the jaw by Bruce Banner, with a follow up hit with Thor’s hammer and still never stammer.

I have WAY too much pride for that.

I chase Jack Daniels with Budweiser. The attitude of a biker, fuck lighters. I get hyper and recite fire.

I am stained.

Like the yellow marker that wrote over black, I could never go back to what I was.

Until, the not so incredible hulk transitions back into a human…or something close to it.

Sorry I was in such a bad mood.

(2014)

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