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