The door is locked
I've said a curse to keep it shut.
My brother's safe
My brother's body will stop breaking.
I really didn't plan to find each foot in front of every other.
I really didn't plan to find my father's ropy arms at such a special cant.
The blade goes dull because I'm always talking.
My teeth fall out
I find myself asleep again.
The walls have changed
They make themselves of stone instead of plaster
Become a faun, become a thing that changes shape.
I didn't really think about the time I'd spend away from being human.
I didn't really think about the chance of living somewhere past my teens.
I don't need food, now, because I'm always talking
I don't need air or warmth, because the car can drive itself.
I don't need water
My cells are bricks in cubby holes.
I don't need memory
My tongue reads like a book.