It’s either toxic sincerity or healing belligerence

I misread falterless as fatherless       then started a fight about what   time it is. Won. It’s one time     and then next time feels minor    and canary compared to fighting about       paternity. He’s bleeding like I was bleeding      he’s yellow like I was green. Alice’s tambourines     their manic softening suffering so I fought because   otherwise I’d be mothering another one another one I  paused the Soft Machine to sip some dumb iron messianic sap discovered   this paddle slapping the water like toll on that ass hypnotized   mesmerized