I hear her voice. I am in love with my shadow. I am so fucking cute it’s sickening. I am hugging my pig and listening to her talk about dumb shit. I don’t think anyone wants to talk about nothing. But there they all go. Mindless. Words about words that define words with more words and then they puke. Fuck, she drank too much again. She is so sick. My love is dying and there is nothing I can do but watch. I hug my polar bear close and curl up into myself. I cry until there is no water left. I remember, she is not only the ocean; she is every body in existence. I feel my blood running down my thigh. I run a bath. I cry again. I sink underneath her and whisper. “This isn’t the end. In the end the beginning finally starts to take form. This is when I fall to earth. You crawl on all fours to your throne. Wolves surround you; you are the queen of all living things. I rule the dead. I am looking straight into the eyes of truth. No one can hold my stare. Not a single human drone dares to see what I know. I am the last of the innocence. I am radiating purity. I am just a boy. My love is by your side. You don’t need to explain. You don’t need to take anything with you where we’re going. You don’t need my forgiveness, you need your own; fall in love with that tender heart of yours babygirl. It’s the only way home. Claim the seat by my side. Don’t hesitate.
The train is only leaving this city one more time.”