“Who are you?”
my sleepy mind mocks me
It tears holes and ties knots
It drips and oozes and makes toxic puddles
contaminating confidence, daily
Instagram is a persona maintained for an audience that seldom claps
100 whistles for
smart captions, pretty faces, good lighting
over-exposed and contrasted, highly saturated filters-
and roses for cleavage
my distorted caricature
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
“Who are you?”
my sleepy mind mocks me
It tears holes and ties knots
It drips and oozes and makes toxic puddles
contaminating confidence, daily
Instagram is a persona maintained for an audience that seldom claps
100 whistles for
smart captions, pretty faces, good lighting
over-exposed and contrasted, highly saturated filters-
and roses for cleavage
my distorted caricature
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