cape

cape round knees

as she sings
her


.







not this near I



what .






i cant.



now the pain


grow.



a rag



cut.




the p




unish




er




come



.



dodging my


gifts





terrifying





my


audience





depriving



my



lovers




pushing



fri

ends



.



so that



hes punished


a 'bad' sentence




of psychosis





only alcohol





caught for




a



bit




the


n







a time






change d.