Who Knows?

Making love up against the cherry tree.

Feeding mum her ketamine.

I told her she’d have to share next time.

Dressing in sunglasses and ties.

Kissing girls with blue blue blue eyes.

Lord take mercy on me.

Remembering the sound of my own thoughts.

Licking the ketchup off the dirty floor.

This place slices me.

Don’t you know.
Don’t you know.
You don’t know.