i’m built like a trailer full of trash
resenting my body like i got nothing to do with it
my mind would orphan this form in a
heart beat
but then that’s the problem
and i dreamed somebody asked why are you so sad
and i said i have to wear this fucking meat suit everywhere i go
and it’s all that i can do to forget it
i can’t shed it
i don’t want to be seen
but it’s too hard to miss me
if i was Joshua from Nazareth
even fucking Judas wouldn’t kiss me
the condition of this carcass even rhymes with my name
added thickness from the layers of internalized shame
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