Do not tell me
what the world is like;
for the times
are more beautiful
in the darkness.
No sights of the stuck-up;
I walk chin high
in 1990's fashion.
No hesitations
or preconceptions --
I eat, drink, and...
Dead-end decades of
dead-end roads --
formally formalizing
formal formalities.
Progressing upward
not forward --
piling proofs upon promises
for pity or payment.
Claim the fame of feces
and extend the load
on top of...
The voices
in my head
crave:
love,
attention;
they crave cravings.
Strange?
But everyone has voices:
that age with
battered brains.
Harsh words
penetrate bone:
through teeth and skulls.
Children:
talking about children,
talking about condoms,
and cunnilingus.
Children:
strongly opinionated
with no strong opinions.
Chinchilla killas
sitting atop a world
of animals.
Life-size target
of mammalian wrath –
you wear.
For whom
shall the rodents kill
with the coming onslaught
of revenge?
Ugly women in Starbucks
with ugly smiles:
perfectly symmetrical teeth
with perky bones under cheeks.
Ugly children in trains
with ugly innocence:
laughter shattering
brittle outer shells of neighbors.
For I am an ugly...
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