i am the brood of my own actions.
i am the metaphor of my own demons.
i am the birth of my very own rejections.
i am the processed image of my own mirrors.
i am the masterpiece of my own everyday life.
i am the result of my own surroundings.
i am the prophet of my own system.
i am the poet of my dreams.
i am a victim of my own slave economy.
i am my own stockholm syndrome.
i am the fluid version of my own self.
i am the best drug i can get.
i am my very own breakups.
i am a left behind in my own paradise.
i am the sweet orgasm in my own sexual fantasies.
i am my own desires.
i am the lack of hugs in my own childhood.
i am the accountability of my decisions.
i am the fruit of my own joy.
i am my own paranoia.
i am my own cum.
i am the insecurity of my own loveaffairs.
i am the love of my of my life.
i am my own guidelines.
i am my own borders.
i am my very own ethics.
i am the light in my own darkness.
me, burning in the center of our burning garden.
me, burning in front of our tiny house -
burning down to the ground.
the small town i'm from is
burning down to the ground.
the fences and walls are burning.
the roofs are burning
and the cars - burning.
the mothers and daughters with their babies - burning.
fathers, their sons and the grandsons are burning in front of
their burning mothers and grandmothers.
an intergenerational burn.