the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now

oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities

you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use

so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses

nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,

love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.

you’ve been invited, stupid asshol… to remember things differently, wh… it means to be human, even. dumb shit, you’ll always let someone el… handle it, whatever always happens

finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center