I feel like a seal has been broken, receive baptism, partake in communion, welcome to the family, I honestly didn’t even do anything, I'm still a virgin, alas such is life, I certainly don’t feel like a virgin, the energy in my body is dirty and full of grime, I feel embarrassed to go out in the daylight, I need wine and cigarettes just to not feel so naked, I wear sunglasses to remind me of the night, it allows me to act more naturally, like I can hide, I feel like moving forward, this is life, one wrong thought, and a steak in the heart, a deadly strike, I don’t know if I’ll ever feel alright, at least I have my medicine which is nice, if I’m doomed to be naked, I might just allow myself to be naked, all my dirty nature and spirit, it’s something I’d rather not fight, but I’m getting horny, poetry is not enough to satisfy my life, who knows what the heavens have planned for me, but I hope I get fed, I’ve been holding out my whole life, I’m not greater than fate, waiting for my faerie wife, she’s late.

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