DIRTY WASHING

I was born on a communewhere the assassinationhung like a flaccid dickhe died thirteen years later, unrelatedthough conspiracies stucklike grease to wallpaperI was bullied / ten years with a stalker – a police file against him /attempted rape / £30,000 stolen and that wasn’t even the timemy flatmate tookmy identity, and money too /I’ve been homeless though never thought it /I have BPD, PMDD, mild Asperger’s and what else not /Physical too, in the past, I couldn’t walk or bend my backMRIs, X-rays of athleticism duped /I’ve travelled the world, studied at the best – precocious little shit /I came back, became a wife, to the whole county of SuffolkNo fucking, just ignoringlike all my youth’s Nobel Prizes meant ash /I have a strange relationship with my motherwho had a strange relationship with my fatherwho turned to urine and flushed down the drainbut I never mention any of this