• The clock reads 9:11 and there's people screaming on the television
    too pretty to be seen
    "High school is to prepare you for college, children"
    Yeah, right. Because college is preparing me for real life?
    All middle school has done is
    drive me (back) insane
    because I've found myself on the neighbor's floor, plaid mask gone
    and I want to pull back and detach the indoor-summer skin from
    my nerves and tendons and muscles and me
    and maybe Devin'll cover the music--we could have our own soundtrack
    all acoustic
    because those are definitely required
    when you've decided to square dance with the parasites at midnight.
    So while I'm searching the cabinet and swallowing spiked chains
    he can prepare Morgan for his gift-the crucifix
    We'll work together and
    pull the cow off the wall and onto the busted bleachers to fallfallfall
    (it'll be a challenge, compared to Humpty)
    and you can try to put us back together again
    with all the King's horses and all the King's men

    but we'll never have ourselves back ever again.