confessional II

resilliant resistant persisting through disillusionment a tin can telephone sending missed calls to inattentive ears an important message carved into young flesh to fester forgive me mother for i have sinned in truth forgive me father for i have lived on after you forgive me daughter for i have not always been a man forgive […]

confessional in the antechamber of a bored judge

i drove between orange cones like a maniac clamtongue with sea salt blood and anger boiling in gouts of briney spew like the liquefied remains of earnest hopes scalded by abusive mothers filled with the special indignation only the narcissistic self loathing can muster i told myself if she raised that hanger again to hell […]