you know this because
we all do first hand,
the betrayal of love in
-citing the worst hate
My father's prostate black
-ened in fast forward and I
stood for months in my
body quaking and quaking doing
nothing but living tremors for
Him
Say this labyrinth is a
trope for his
gift?
Then I will
burn it
all
down
laughing
madly
bawling
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