What stayed with me was the idea that people do not always return to the same prisons because they failed to escape, but because the prison has become structurally familiar to the self. Beneath all the chaos, rage, and excess in the voice, there is a real question moving through the piece: how many times can a person survive themselves while still remaining psychologically identical? The line about “fresh body, ancient curses” carried the deepest weight for me because it understands that repetition is not always external circumstance. Sometimes it is identity rebuilding the same cage around itself again and again.