Undesirable
slap jaw crooked smile
Undesirable
Where the wild things crawl
Undesirable

**** an S.
I wear an exit stage left on my chest.
A breast plate displaced by the lashes
of a thousand tiny reclusive phantoms suppressed.
A warning to the weary, starry-eyed tooth fairy running laps around 32 ivory reasons for being.
For when the calamity collapse
and your left wondering, "What's next?"
Here! Here! Sir! "Exit stage left." Watch your step.

I woke to a wake of buzzards feasting on my ulsers
when all the sudden, I hear something come bubbling up from the vultures, "You need to soul search."
I thought to myself, "Takes one to know one" then proceeded to stick my ******* tongue out.

Undesirable
slap jaw crooked smile
Undesirable
Where the wild things crawl
Undesirable