MONICA FRANCISCO-DEKAM
Chirp freakin' chirp Winged bastards of solitude
MONICA FRANCISCO-DEKAM
I am the Father Of mirth and shadows Dystopian Despot The Arranger
MONICA FRANCISCO-DEKAM
My inflection carefully inspected My name is bastard The b is silent
MONICA FRANCISCO-DEKAM
Supremacy manifold proletariat fed Hung like suits in a closet Dry humped and brushed clean Pressed and euthanized Submission

Repeating répétez après moi

Typing out my name

One letter

One consonant

One vowel

At a time

My name my name

What is my name

In a whisper

What is my name

In a croak

My name is the same

The same as it has always been

3 syllables no more

Down to 2 and you

I hold your last name

To my breast

Cleave to it

Tear it from me

Take it back

Remove it and with it

Everything it means

Everything your name contains

For me

For you and me

For us