The only way to win
Is not to play the game
It’s rigged to destroy you

The only way to win
Is not to play the game
It’s rigged to destroy you
I recreate the best parts of my childhood for my children
And as for the worst parts,
I relive them endlessly in my dreams and internal thought life
I sought to excise the unruly elements from my life, but
Found that in me there was
An irreducible unruliness that would not be subdued
You will never get back what you’ve lost, you can only hope that you
Forget what you wanted
And how it made you feel, before you got crushed by desolation
Life is a disease
From the parents to
The children, it spreads
She wants for me to
Belong to her, I
Want to be my own
I gaze upon your valley,
And dream of bounty without
Measure, overflowing with
Honey and sugar, sweetness
And succor for every thirst
My desire grows
In darkness, secret
Places, yearns for touch
Have you ever felt
That you degraded
An angel, but she
Wanted your stain on
Her shimmering robes?