i'm so glad you like it when i smile because every tooth is a dagger digging deeper towards your center, a river channeling through every pore to find your core of solid stone how strong do you think you are against the forces of time erosion works best with high acidity, don't you know, and it just seems that lately life's been giving us lemons if i were to give you power i would but realize that i'm a child and i know the meaning of the word future because i wouldn't be alive without it your life must be holographic, for a hypocritical hypochondriac, just past forty and trying to put out the only light left
but don't worry about it, don't apologize, i can't take what you say to heart because i know it couldn't have come from yours
if we can have sad poetry why can't we have angry poetry