not familiar with some of this
So goddammed sheltered
passively defensive

Boredom
contempt AND comfort with everyday

And now there is new and damaged
drawn to its furnace
And the heat escapes through the irises
And the pseudo-punk bourgeois princess would love to just take a flying leap from the turreted window
God that would be fun
but as usual, there would be birdshit to avoid, and jagged edges on the tower...narrowly missed, probably ricocheting some, bloodied
The blood is so bright lately