I wish I could
burn them in effigy with everything they stand for, and
walk away from this man and everything he perpetuates of them in my life
I despise my heritage
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I hate |
my mother |
I hate |
my father
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I hate
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those two
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I hate |
the mother who traipsed, giggled, and spewed inanities while flirting
wildly and asexually, drink in hand, head held high. it's impossible
not to admire her. it's impossible not to care. but I hate her even
more for that, for stealing my attention, for making me think she
might one day be more than what she is
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I hate |
the father who betrayed everything he was in order to descend to
the level of curiosity for its own sake. insatiable and incurable
and haunted. he was a living horror movie. you hear about people
like this, larger than life and the worst that can be imagined
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I hate |
my parents because I think
they have maimed me, stolen my luck, made it impossible for me to
ever love and be loved back quietly, gently, real-ly |
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