The only thing I know for real:
Transgender dysphoria blues.
Sympathy for the devil? Unconditional love? If you must.
Oh the guilt! All apologies.
Paralytic states because of the shame.
Black me out, before my body is dry.
It has to be this way.
Return to ashes prodigal son, you’re standing on my neck.
The Rolling Stones; Jamie Christopher and Logan Mader; Against Me!; Nirvana; Mika Kobayashi; Splendora