I have felt the muscle pull away from the bone. For a time I was mislead into thinking that I avenge these acts of harm against me. I realized that by living and growing stronger on a diet of scar tissue, I had something better than revenge. I have the best of your bad situation. I am like the roach, the rock, the mountain. I will not die. I will not break. I will not move. Face it. You’ll go to your grave knowing you never had what it took to stop me.

If I could I would melt into your arms
I would fall like ten dead languages
I would not front
I would not lie to you
I don’t think I could lie anymore
I have grown too old for such youthful pursuits
I want to love someone before I die
Hurry
It won’t be long now

She liked me because she said that we both hated everything and knew that friendship was an act of desperation. She said that for a man I was alright. She said that people were half-way and if it was up to her a lot of people would get killed and a lot of men would be walking around without their balls. She said that they should go on sale for women to hang off their rearview mirrors.