sentence me to death

so you can live inside my tenantless body

and will not need a tomb

 

the lonely obsessives

won’t come to marry me away

and there will be no other woman

hating me

 

dad

you can make me into bed

be the ruler of me

mum doesn’t know me

like i don’t know either of you

when i’m held down

under a body

 

dad

i woke up dreaming

that i went to sleep

that i died at twenty-one