due to
a propensity
in each
to apply
face paint
while disoriented
my father
routinely
changes barbers.
because I believe
in the apocalypse
I swallow cologne
to silence
my blood.
it should be harder
to be happy.
I give you my sister
who has tried to flush
her prosthetic
nose.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
due to
a propensity
in each
to apply
face paint
while disoriented
my father
routinely
changes barbers.
because I believe
in the apocalypse
I swallow cologne
to silence
my blood.
it should be harder
to be happy.
I give you my sister
who has tried to flush
her prosthetic
nose.
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