It’s Personal

# **F\*\*\*\*t**



My brother and I born twins of the same



Animalism



a rebellion by breathing by being

heard our voices invented

your worst nightmare dad

and you wanted to



wake up

so



you took your hands off the  steering wheel

your fingers - hacking machetes

your voice a gun whose bullets were whispers

because it's secretes that

murder and dad you



killed us



I didn't know a quivering word could

peer into the future

and ruin two boys

who will try and fix themselves



forever