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The smell of cat piss is everywhere

And little kittens are so cute.

I’m trying to understand what is consequence

And what is just revenge.

And dad

What if I told you

Those kids were mine?

And that you would have been a wonderful father?

And what if I told you I never knew what men were

But I thought that hard cocks got me a little closer

And I was scared that hard cocks wanted me to wear makeup

The ones that didn’t

Were only soft cocks with me.

The soft cock laughed and was gentle

He admired the strength I had

And all I could see was him mocking me

And my ashamed originality;

Because how original is throwing up?

Even if no one knows I throw up,

Because throwing up for this

Is enough to make them all throw up;

I even throw up.

And concernedly they ask me why I’m throwing up

Their poor shocked wonder

And I’m repressing the sickness, which isn’t contagious

Hence my isolation.