Teen Age

Teen age

Do you know what it feels like to
Feel like you’re going insane?
I’d rather be a dumb cock on a weather vane,
Twirling senselessly.
Fuck having a brain.

I would delight in hail, or worse,
Pure hell, and grin at endless storms of pain
That elevate, heighten this sense,
Lessen the sentiment and increase what feels,
So that I can record this useless data,
Label it, sell it, used, half price, whatever.

Ive got that Fuck Off feeling, again,
Like a manic junkie keying the words “anal cunt”
on your nice car,
with his teeth.

I would become bone sawn and sown back,
To leave ghosts behind and in between.
Or feel vaguely different at least.

Feckless, witless,
Fuckless since two months,
With not a taste of cunt to show for,
Gargling spit and hucking on someones feet,
Dare to look up? NAH
IM OK THANKS
Which is ironic really,
Because, like, I’m not.
Heh.
Hehe
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I sound fucking #crazy to you yet?
Will you prescribe me to six different pills?
Can I get your daughter pregnant?
Can I take your daughter to see that Matt Damon on Friday?
Whats for dinner?
Would you go fuck yourself?
Please?
Does Dad actually love me?
Does somebody love me?
…
Sleep feels far away,
Would you hug me?