Son

I know that you are the way you are because you were never your mother's son.

So I will nurse you, and hold your body bare, and allow you to suck the calcium from my bones.

I will allow your teeth to tear my flesh, and I will allow you to feast on my entrails.

And I too will search for a father in places he should not be found.

Atlas

When I'm me I'm too small to carry the weight of the world,

When I'm him I'm too big for my own skin.

You've molded me in your own image

And I fear it is because of that you cannot bear to see my face