father a convicted paedophile mother a drug addict
how the labels trip off into a general heading
a compass bearing into the ferns
see where a trail treads in
but nothing emerges
now follow this deep channel
look down look down says Bill
this is all make believe shapeshift
they killed your heart
killed your future
who did?
time did...
no wait it's a bricked-up cave full of bats
you can't see in
you'll have to imagine what they do in there
in the few days before they die
it doesn't just pass down it gets worse
people kill a child
they do worse things to themselves
suicide is murder
and self-abuse is abuse
it is impossible to speak from the trees outside
we won't fix this until we jerk that Hitler
died before he was a teenager
it all seems so big here
the trees the houses the people
all of them outlandish
gross
sparkling like crows over carrion
have you seen this shine?
fighting so hard for the right
to be powerless
without lift
intoxicated
sucked down into it
ringing its own big bell on the causeway
nothing
nothing
every little person doing
the worst best they can
drifting
I almost believe in God
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