Jun 26, 2017
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
I exist because:
Two animals
rocked desperately
in pleasure.
Oblivious
to anything else.
(Your parents are the Chinese children
hurling themselves out factory windows.
Google it.)
I never asked to be bound
in the skin of the slaughtered.
What you never realized
is that pain makes me.
Stronger than you.
I used to walk everywhere naked
& never get sore.
I can do it again. Trust me.
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