I'll
and
ill
are spelled the same.
they are
the same,
if you don't
fucking
care
about
punctuation.
if
you cry
at fucking
spilled milks
or killed
children
or
imperfect
whatevers.
or at 10am
and pm.
everyday.
if you stand
in front of yourself
naked
all pink
like
ground beef.
fleshy
and
pocketed
with
sick cells
and wish
for a knife.
if you stare at shit
too long.
walls.
floors.
ceilings.
fingernails.
and wonder
what the fuck.
if everything
is pointless
then i guess
punctuation is
too
