I, I, I I hated you. You've been dead a decade. Frozen & old 6 feet under? O What a joke. You might as well had been
Killed by Me. Because I've killed you today Grey hair and mustache Black Ford pick-up, rusted and intense Late at night, late at night Stomping in, strong hand on the flask Stomping in like an elephant Authority rhino Keep my trap shut.
And hide in my room. Where I always am A material boy, starchild Shrine to the Material World It's all I've ever known.
I, I - I have found it hard to **** you dad Revolving my head Moon-dad I have given you up to the stars Holding my blade That moon is on a leash A centrifugal satellite; gravity ghost
I, I must be brave for you. Slice, 3, 2, 1. We're free.
Re-read, re-read. Most personal poem I'll ever post. I don't know if I got it right.