shoot the messenger
..the truth when you finally chase it down
is almost always far worse than your darkest
visions and fears..Hunter S. Thompson
was i born a Cassandra or was I groomed?
that sounds semi-creepy except that yes
i was groomed in the trenches of my family
an exhuberant/aberrant family of origin that’s
what we called it in therapist school +of course
all the rap ists born Cassandras
truthysoothsayers one+all reviled too if they
don’t like your jibjab awful close to the bone
we hone truth exposé of veins of the nittygritty
under the flap where grieflovehaterageliesflies
+rotting brisket remain like in a draincap
for you novice therapists there is a flap zippered
+camouflage in women: under the left breast or
its remains
in men: it resides on the side the rib was taken from
Adam to create Eve or was it Eve’s rib that made Adam?
..behind every great woman..
prick me + i bleed into your flap all over you +the
floor truth is a messy business +highly theoretical
to some
there are degrees:
she is the only woman i ever loved
i jilted the one before her a plump-pudding
of a deli-queen her father owned Moishes
i never had sexual relations with that woman
finger wagging pencildickstabbing liar poor moni
true confessions
i love money
+beauty
+the zigzag
9 inch scar
on your leg spinal fluid refill
is this true jew? (who you calling a jew?)
true blue
they cannot
undo
unscrew
unsee
unsew
you back
together
Aprill
they’re going
to cut me
from stem to stern
word
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..i love all of your jagged scars (all 276 of them across 4 bodies)
they are more beautiful than once pristine skin any day of the week
Frankenstein has nothing on yous..
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Summer 2026
..ok enough with the truth already
hands up if it has set you free..
songanddancegirl 