-the boy of faery-

the boy of faerie died at three
then the world turned to chastise me

oh heralding would and heralding be
try to teach me my goal is to please
(then step on my life like street-guttered leaves)

"emotionally impoverished," my doctor said...

when the x-ray...

showed her...

my head...

my best friend abandoned me for a man
now no one's lending a helping hand.

God, too many childrenless fathers fill this world,
leaving babes void and sullen and cold.

the world never ceases screaming curses at me
it's punishment for killing
that faerie boy at three.

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