So B.

i carefully chew and swallow my pasta

so i don’t choke. (yum)

now i lay in bed in the dark

with my hands covering my eyes singing

a song about the fire of perfect forgiveness

god, why are my outsides obliterated

when my insides are so normal?

or better yet, untouched!

i don’t want revenge

or a better car than my neighbor.

bless me with a brain injury

The Unicorn in Captivity, Meister der Apokalypsenrose der Sainte Chapelle

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So B.

So B.

I will love you til the end of time.