an eel & a conger like u very much
or each other
they like each other very much
how ur DNA may be 99.9% similar but u absolutely don’t care
how it feels to be ashamed of a child & will never live up to ur mother’s
example with those dogshit poems
cursing u from her grave or the next room she doesn’t have much time left
before her date picks her up
& not being long for this world
the eels r ready for a frenzy
they say u want a new boi in u
looking before doing
like a mysterious cat
u confirm:
only to possess
& seem excited by the prospect
like a cancer that comes back
my door is always open
but never for that
