✨my owner adam✨

he collects me

i sit in my cardboard box in the center of my moms beat up trap house, when suddenly she drunkenly stumbles into the room, putting her cigaret out on my hairline. "get the fuck up out of that box you culturally ambiguous Michel jackson knock off!" (i'm adopted from Sweden.) she kicks my box over, "your new owner is here." i turn to the door as the light from outside fills the dark room, i see an angelic figure with a crooked fedora leaning onto the door frame. "hello baby" he says as he inserts his drumstick behind his ear like a pencil. i emerge from my knocked over box, starring in awe at the beautiful man before me. "i'm adam" he says, "i'll be taking you home with me."