when I
pooped in my own butt, things started feeling weird…
covered in
grey shapes, scary things in the mirror.
SLEAZY TILES SLIDING
they hit a
dumpster.
they wanted
to know if they only deserved garbage.
only ate
garbage.
only slept
on garbage.
only loved
garbage.
smelly
slutty
garbage.
being what
it would.
knowing how
it would be.
trying to
not be made being seem normal.
but it was
normal.
ice cream.
ice cream.
ice cream
looking like garbage
the only
reason to eat ice cream.
it was a
weird color.
the color of
a lightning storm.
the storm
overcame an initial ‘hoopla’.
soon the
popularity contest blew over.
blowing
someone in a pile of garbage.
sensual
sense.
garbage
sense..
cabbage
cents.
sources seem
scantily clad.
I wanted
some skin to show
sunshine,
take me in.
darkness,
take a loop.
grey day,
take a toad.
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