a diorama of stability

a poetic gesture

it’s not a nobility

to not crack under pressure

move me around

from city to city

you think it’s profound

but no, it’s just a pity

you’re an absent mind

who’s in love with the neglect

you assume i’m blind

to your lack of respect

i’ll never be like you

a hopeless mother

this trauma is not new

you’ve passed it to my brother