To Angelina

I'll show you everything I love, Everything that has built me up. I'll show you all my safeties And all the things that have held me. I know you will keep them With the most delicate respect. And anything that is hidden I will dredge up from the trench Because we cannot understand each other Until we've seen each other's wounds. I want you to know where I come from. I want you to know the molds that have formed me. I'll shoot myself with Cupid's d#mn bow. I know you'll care for the aftermath. You shot yourself with it first, And we are each other's disinfectant. Thank you. I love you. I cannot believe my luck.