i wrote these poems about two different boys
past and present
maybe i jinxed it and that's why
everything's going wrong
something's always wrong
anything i say is wrong
cheap tobacco and ugly words and sharp edges
i don't want to die anymore and that's worse because at least when i wanted to die i found comfort knowing i had a backup plan
but now I'm stuck gasping thinking i was gonna be some one
and growing everyone always does
