a parasite
lives in my brain
it feeds off the black cloud
over my head
which formed in 1994.
I am host to a
group of angry teenagers
burning my pineal gland
with cigarettes while
celebrating nihilism.
I walk, bent forward
showered in contradiction
and following the steps of
a bag lady who talks
to herself.
my grandpa said if
I wouldn't sleep the moon
would eat me,
and it did.
lives in my brain
it feeds off the black cloud
over my head
which formed in 1994.
I am host to a
group of angry teenagers
burning my pineal gland
with cigarettes while
celebrating nihilism.
I walk, bent forward
showered in contradiction
and following the steps of
a bag lady who talks
to herself.
my grandpa said if
I wouldn't sleep the moon
would eat me,
and it did.