mama said, “pack your things”
and so I did.
“there’s no room here child,
for a selfish little shit.”
yeah, I said -
“heaven sent; Well,
that’s no fun.”
i am looking for my father
or i’m looking for god.
So i dug and i dug,
til dirt didn’t bother me.
til I drowned myself in a sea of,
complacency.
and i stared and i stared,
at those beige colored walls.
then i pulled all my teeth out,
from the setting of the jaw.
and i drank and i drank,
until i felt too bothered.
then i bathed in gasoline,
and set my skin on fire.
i ran to hurley,
laid out like a dog.
and begged him for his love
or - at least to put me out.
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