I Love You
your very soul
I Love You
, but only if you do what I tell you to do. I love you, but only if you become the instrument of my desire, of my fears and my angst, of my unwashed sorrows and unaired shames. I love you — Of course I love you — I washed your face and bought you clean clothes and fed you when you were hungry. I love you. but only if you offer up your very soul as pyre to calm my nerves. But mama, but papa, I say, trembling, didn’t you hear what Mumford & Sons said? They said, Love: it will not betray me, dismay or enslave me, it will set me free. Mama, don’t you want that kind of love? Papa, look at me, answer me.



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