when i was a little boy
i fed my mother a bottle of whiskey
while she was pregnant,
unbeknownst to me.
i felt bad to say the least.
and when my little brother was born
what they call
“fetal alcohol syndrome”
the kids used to laugh and taunt him as we’d walk to school.
it’s about this time that i discovered a drug
and by the second grade, i had my cl*ssmates hooked.
and in the fourth grade i threw a big crack party, everyone was invited
and i got a girl named cynthia to blow my little brother for a fix.
and no one would f*ck with us