Justin Courtney Pierre Dying To Know
One day a word with my mother
Questions and answers and
Suddenly I find
This mystery is mine
I'm struggling to breathe
From disarranging me
Drown out the fathers of fiction with electric guitars
I'm just dying to know who you are
Searching for signs of another
One day a mugshot and
Everything implodes
I'm sickened to my toes
You can't undo what's done
When staring at the son
Violence a week before bells our cesarean scar
I'm just dying to know who you are
But my life somehow goes on without me
Stranded in knowledge
Now everything is wrong
Where do I belong?
I'm not quite in my body
I'm feeling a lot like an anthropologist on Mars
I'm just dying to know
I'm just dying to know
I'm just dying to know
I'm just dying to know who you are
