If you think Villainpunk stole its name from Steampunk,
You have vastly underestimated Villainpunk.
Villainpunk stole itself from Villainy, too,
And from regular ol’ punk,
And from me,
Certainly;
As I try madly for a ruthless cash-grab by
Creating a subculture,
The subculture, as usual,
Goes around creating itself,
Cutting o9ut the middleman.
Creating a Universe around Villainy
And then expecting to control it?
In my heart of hearts
(which is a metaphorical construct I use
To make up for the fact that I don’t
Actually have any kind of
Actual heart, you know)—
In the aforementioned semi-real place
Somewhere in what I’d like to claim is my
Psyche,
I knew that Villainpunk would get out of control,
Court Jester is more my speed,
Always has been,
Always will be.
If you’ve done eleven impossible things before breakfast,
Then you deserve brunch,
But aside from that:
Why not take over Villainpunk today?
Uneasy is the head which weareth the crown;
But it IS a very shiny crown.
