amor fati
now i walk the streets with your fate face who is that girl?
was every morph fatefucked? but wait every time you
wrest yourself from the historyfamilygodotbeast u fuck with fate
you carve out something that is NOT dripping of the
past the past is not something to flee it is something to
remake in your own image you cannot run from the forceps
they drag you here kicking+screaming bloodied does
anyone relish arriving? and yet the moment of death so
peaceful +final breath a thing of great beautymorph
OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
my visage her eyes nose his hair cheekbones but
the piercing stareglare firing from my eyes mine alone
the lightsaber i use to burn through the familydrama
they do not reside inside of you! only you reside there
unless praecox here you are yet again back at the start
looking for that heritage village on a lake
so burn your clothes but not your Kia Soul as you did
the BMW eons ago now same abyss different car you are
less fragile having wrestled with the Reaper of parents+a bro
an ugly but well read beast who spouts Kierkergaard at will
this constant dismemberment+rebuilding you a smiling
simpleton-sisyphus the only home you have/will ever know
is the one now embedded in sagggskin+soul
..down in the hole..lingeringly..the gravedigger puts on the forceps..
(Samuel Beckett Waiting for Godot)
this should will free you from the boulder lighter now with
every asthmabreath everydeath every dying angel vying for
your autograph I’M ON MY WAY HOME MOTHERFUCKERS!
finally knowing that HOME is not a noun its a verb
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..my dying mother 4 days before her death i’m late for the bus!
i’m late for the bus! where are you going? i just wanna go home..
Spring 2024 ..be guided by your homesickness.. Steppenwolf+AAC
..life can only be understood backwards..but must be lived forwards..
Kierkergaard
songanddancegirl 