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response to philip larkin

You fuck them up, your mom and dad
You may not mean to, but you do.
You blame them for the faults you have
Between the sheets - your lovers few.

And you fuck them up in every turn
away from them you take,
while you pretend you want to learn
to not be them, make their mistakes.

You hand your misery to them
by blaming genes, not love and hate.
It helps you shield yourself again
when you say you fail because of fate.