THE KNOWN QUANTITY OF FUTURE LOSS
It’s too painful to watch
Those people eat pizza
We are loyal
To what lets us hide
Coming out of the forest
I came a little
That long road
Is life
Maybe you don’t feel
Very powerful in it
So you terrorize someone weaker
Even trying to peel this
Lemon, oh god
Your hands
Little people stuck
To their life edges
Don’t forget that happy
Folks are the ones
Doing the suffering
Eating peaches
And cheese on a hill
After the ceremony
She’s lovely the psychiatrist said
When you hate yourself you hate
Love, its endless bath
A team of robots walking
Gently into the night
I’m glad I get to die
Before the world does
Aphorism leaves the body
As sin
I puke glitter
You’ll find yourself
Combing the sheets for my golden
Hair, I don’t leave
Easily but there’s room
For everyone
To be angry
Burned circle
Burned circle around that