Dreaming the farm again
I wake and
want to self harm again

the farm's a place of pain
hypodermics in a vein,
it's been a long time
but
I dreamt again
that farm of mine.

Coffee revives me.

In case you didn't know
the farm was the place
I used to go and
It
quite willingly
assisted in
killing me.

if complicity is the crone of crime
I alone
am guilty.