you never leave my fucking brain. you never leave. not when i'm shoving a toothbrush in my mouth, not when i'm elbow deep in pickle brine, not when i'm halfway through some bullshit experiment on a bipolar junction transistor. you're here, looking over my shoulder as i write, as i writhe, as i weave and drape and unravel into a heap of twisted clumps on my bedroom floor. how do i get rid of you. how do i force you out. how do i continue to know you without losing sanity and how do i keep these pieces of you without letting them chisel my bones. i need you. no i don’t. you break me. i broke you. come back. go away. get out. get out.