or maybe the prophet gets it wrong,
but how would we know?

everyone’s dead sooner or later,
as is the fashion

junkie lovers and yr father’s suicide and
even tina’s little sister, stoned and
naked and laughing in the back seat and
it’s a bitter goddamn life spent
waiting for something better

it’s a man with a wound where his
mouth should be, insisting that
bleeding isn’t enough

pushes the knife in as far as
it will go and tells you to stop being
such a fucking baby

stop acting like the
center of the universe

just wants you to realize that
your life was never really anything
more than a long dull list of things
not worth dying for

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