No Clue

Here I am, saying those big words that hide who I really am. Spent money spinning down a shark tank. Thanks Mom, you gave me such a comfortable childhood so I could have the time to kill God. The weight of the world breaking down my precious world.

So sick of those fucking Danes
Blood stained teeth
It is all a blur

Red hair spilling down your back,
running over your shoulders
like boulders lodged in a creek bed.
I am 4 years your elder
and I don't want to be a Humbert Humbert.

I fucking hate poetry. Words shoved together, elbow-to-elbow. Fuck this shit.