your mother hung herself in the National Theater when she was four months pregnant with your sister who would’ve been thirteen years old today

does that make you feel any less alone in the world?

your dad i’m sure he tried his best, he thought you’d be better off living with your grandmother, he didn’t realize that she’d already given up

baby your family they are all just losers

 

i become such a wolf around you, my thoughts go dark and all out of focus

i have no peace in my mind because you, you’ve touched me

 

the screech owls are going insane outside my house, it is the season for trouble and self destruction, all of my friends they are falling apart, but not me i am in control

remember the exquisite corpse that we created together? we laughed at the time, it seemed so impenetrable but reading it now i think i understand what it is that we’re trying to steal from each other