isn't your cup of tea.
I wanted to tell you
I love you and
Thank you.
I forgive you.
Your love is the spam and bologna
I grew up on. There was no nutritional
value but it tasted
so good.
Fucked up and bent
over the toilet
vomiting.
But you never heard.
We ignore things because
we're trying to forget
things.
I'll never for get his
or her
name.
The one who took
your trust and my
innocence.
Shh...
Mom--be quiet.
If you're going to sing then
fucking sing.
You voice is the stale
Wonderbread we let go
to waste.
Dad, I wish I had tugged
on your beard more and played
with the curls of your
mustache.
Mom, I wish I had held
the square jaw of your
face--
wet with tears
of shame and regret and
fear of being naked.
Take it off already!
Show your white
skin and olive
anger.
There's so much anger.
And I'm sorry
neither of you deserved the lives
you were given.
I didn't ask for life either.
You'll never know
how beautiful you are
when you smile with
squishy eyes.
Your love isn't organic
but neither are we.
Toxins went in
to making our love and
without them,
we wouldn't taste
the same.
I love you and I
hate you.
Who embody my
brain and take over my
pictures.
Leave me be.
I'll be alright.
You know that.
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