my mom died in the last spring, yes. and dad is buried since i was born i have no more time for my child jokes my best friend works all day and he smokes and I'll never look into and I'll never look into his eyes again his eyes again, my love. isn't it an eighties band song ? if it's not i'm trying to make it real my infancy spirit died on the mirror shyness, sickness and cheap terror and the child has been lost and the child has been lost inside of me inside of me, my love. no jokes today no milk today no cartoons today no child today.