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



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