Don’t get me started
to break me
How do you know the poison
of my mind
isn’t running through you
just now
I’ve seen it: ash brain areas
bleary meat
with a special stink
light up
What have you to say?
What of your flesh have you got to make
to make your flesh disappear?
I know: something smart, compatible.
Someone quick! invent the emoji with the nosebleed
I’m lucky this is only a portrait
of my prosthetic movie face
The shape of my eyes is like a capsized rowboat
Maybe I’m angry underneath. How are you
not?
If you think all poets are your friends think again
Who put the bomb on silent? And who’s got
the fancy parents? Who admitted me? admit it—
I don’t want your check
stolen power
for normalcy
and everything keeps changing
while never understanding the inexplicable pain in my right nostril
I hope one day I can aspire
to fuck all my affiliations:
They have you thinking otherwise
(thinking your intellectual and spiritual being depends on it)
But remember
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