how you mirror my past.
seething with disdain
put your head through the window pane.
drink until the demons have
all the room they need
to destroy all whom love you
and all who do not.
you bleed like a street soldier
killing time you etch your anger
on factory walls and teasing girls.
shave your head I said, and you did
see how it sends out vibes of hate
Glass the man who lures girls with words
seduction is only pure
with the taste of fear.
Never have I been so proud as now
seeing you cut and bruised
curled up, sleeping on the sofa.
you will become even greater than me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.