look out on the horizon
it’s your future
it’s a prize
with a big red bow-tie
you look so pretty flipping fries

sirens called my father
to this land by the water
and i’ll never forgive him
i will never forgive him

your mommy baked you cupcakes
while you
pushed around a soccer ball
my mom was pushing
demerol
and i’m mighty sick of therapy
congrats on your new degree

i can’t sleep unless i
dream about the west coast
of mars, or fatally
crashing my car

in paradise, i came of age
stuck here now, imbued with rage
the smile’s a front
there’s sand in my cunt