Little Homunculus (Patreon)

You think I'm for sale cuz you saw my titties, total of twoBoy, congratulations, you discovered what half the planet-Grew a little homunculus and taught him I was youKept him in a lunchbox with your dreams and Mountain DewFed him little plastic hearts and wet cigarette perfumeTucked him in beside your headphones every afternoonDrew him little paper bones and folded him some shoesGave him all your favorite movies, gave him all your favorite viewsPainted freckles on his shoulders where you thought I oughta bruiseTaught him how to laugh on cue and when to say "I needed you"Then got scared when he had fingerprints and favorite colors tooStarted checkin' all his pockets for the girl you thought you grewBoy, your little creature's cryin', sayin' "I don't wanna lose"Scratchin' tiny words in pencil on the inside of your roomNow he's starin' out the window every time I walk on throughI think your little homunculus fell harder than you do

So go swing somewhere else, and-Sing your manifesto.Thank you for the poem;The white wall seemed invested.