we want nothing to do
with nothing to do
grow up with me
and ill grow up with you.

my dear sweet childhood love
who loves me
left me
here.

by no fault of ours
it just
happened
one day

the fulcrum slipped
the world swayed
and slipped
away
from him

in opaque rage
and eyes wide open
and paranoid venom
and piercing humiliation
and hallucination

his ghost lingers
in thick cannabis fog
now
and i'm a buddhist, by god by god
god who
left me
here