Solution to Heartbreak Is to Get More Money – Rebecca Warlick

October 13, 2025

I saw your blur
The only survivor
of a sinking Nazi ship
His dysgenic son
The banana heir emperor
sleeps with your sister
Now I’m everyone’s sister
You must choose to use
straight lines or cute animals
Which side are you on
Don’t come around here anymore
with your curb stomping friends
Why would I be anyone’s
meaningful work
Running around in figure eighths
over nothing
Go and get your cock wet
in a cuckoo clock
It’s what’s best for me
and maybe the world
where I am not a dumb bitch
nor a car nor a fox nor a parrot
nor a flame
that’s consuming you
I want to be a cigarette
that goes out on its own 
The moral of the story is
I’m a good dog
but I’m nobody’s dog
This is the part where
I go to the bathroom
To get my AR-15
I cut myself
with my Gillette Mach 3
and I die
I just wanted eye contact
from a total idiot like you
I made you in the lab
of my adolescence
where Snape fucked Harry
Harry fucked Dumbledore
Generational Trauma unfolds
You sleep like a sound wedge
while the trapdoor of your basement
stays nailed shut forever
Call it a power play
Call the truant officer
Call me like a human being
Who knew our babies
would be such good tender
The kids are bogarting
the exercise equipment again
in the bleak uniform
of a new order
Praise the body that’s finally hungry
Why are you crying