VI

Funny isn't it? How it keeps repeating itself over and over but different pretending it's changed but really it's just the same old garbage as before like we won't notice if they just reword it like we're just going to give up and accept it. His face looks so satisfied so smug so content he needs to wake up and realize what he's doing what they're all doing why are they doing it? They need to know don't they that I'll never accept it not even when I'm crawling with the worms and maggots under the ground with a makeshift stone marking my bed saying 'here lies nobody cares' and when people will be saying what did he do? and I'll be rolling over again and again never still. Funny isn't it how it's all just the same isn't it funny? It'll all be funny when I see his face ripped up under my fingernails and his smile gone so nobody has to ever see it again or no maybe I'll let him sit facing the wooden cross like wicked atonement and he'll rot with it when I'm rolling over again and again. Marked by stone, marked by wood. Marking me marking him marking us we're all marked.