Guess which one is my answer.

umm we do not your answer or what you are talking about

i think its d

hope i can you

each morning i wrote my name

on the dusty cabinet, then crossed

the dining table in script, scrawled

in capitals on the backs of chairs,

practicing signatures like scales

while mother followed squirting

linseed from a burping can

gregor's attempts to crawl on the walls