The Bedroom
Chapter 3
Your Best Friends Journal
Love, Mom
The Bedroom,
The he arrived, naked in all his glorious sin.
I loved every single minute of it
the love and the filth
I shot him up
I couldn’t stand to see him miss.
He stabbed himself with the needle
Over and Over
Switched arms once or twice, funny you ask
I told him I could fine one
one vien existed among the wreckage that was his circulatory tract, his system of dying was getting old.
Once I saw blood, I asked if he was ready
And pulled back and pushed
Zoom, Zoom, Zoom