Taco Bell, back in the day…
I [heart] tacos. Tacos are delicious.
Delicious tacos are what I [heart] the most.
Tacos with hard shells, tacos with soft shells.
I [heart] tacos.
How long ago was it? Ten years?
No, we’ll never be that
And when we reach for
A thought, for a love for some odd sense of the word
“care” thought, foreseen, forbidden
Forsaken and shaken
My mean older brother:
His name is Walter
This, we cannot alter.
Once when I was nine
He told me my mom wasn’t really mine
“You’re adopted” he said to me
If he was lying, I couldn’t really see.