concerto in wolf - 2 movements ... -WIP-

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mom and dad collected things
stuff mostly … money …
trips to exotic destinations
us children
you see, my parents didn’t actually realize
that children actually serve a purpose
beyond making their parents feel good
about adding to the collection
we attended boarding school
so that mom could keep track
of where dad put his dick
i feel like i raised myself sometimes
i watched a man blow his nose with a ten dollar bill in Dakar, Senegal
i drank powdered milk with dugout water in Libya
a hash dealer raped me in Israel
i got shot at, walking to school in Algiers
i wonder how many times mom watered the marijuana plant
i kept on the balcony of her Lausanne apartment
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setting fire to paint thinner in the basement
i got a spanking for that one
setting fire to my big brother’s pants
stealing from the neighbourhood cellars
when we blew the food budget at the disco
sending my parents blank ‘letters’
on correspondence day
in exchange for my weekly allowance at boring school,
also known as boarding school
i wonder why mom and dad never said anything
going for joyrides with my brother when he stole mom’s car
the cops didn’t believe i took the car …
especially considering my feet didn’t reach the pedals
seeing the expression on mom’s face
when she saw the large water bong
crudely set into the gaping hole
i punched out of her favourite teak coffee table