Goblin

You’ve got your mother’s hatred
And your father’s cold desire
The unquenchable thirst for self satisfaction
Frowning in the sunlight
You have to smile and you can’t cross your arms. Do you think it’s “this place” that we really can’t take or we’re just blaming space because it’s out there?
Not in here, in my darkness, cavernous consciousness, wakeful anguish
I saw it happening
And I honestly don’t know what you did, or what you said, or what I actually wanted
Just to follow, just to be led, to be held, to be joined, to be grounded in physical existence
This is the part of the story they’ll look back and say
This is what made her human
I am human, I am not a dream, not a fantasy, not a part time partnership
Fuck your apathy
SPEAK
I want to hear everything you have to say.

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