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When I brush my teeth I wish I could rip all of them out Reach down my throat And drown my stomach in Listerine to exhale and feel cold air rolling around my mouth When I shower I wish the water would devour my skin To peel it away like acid rain So that I could be blissfully naked And clean once again I imagine being able To jump out of my bones Like a fish swimming upstream Against the winding current Knowing it's headed home Because even while devising lines Of adjectives strewn together I vividly imagine tearing fragments of my hair to be born again In a plume of Phoenix feathers If I could crack my neck and set forth a cleansing vapor trail My backpedaling steps would vanish In the path forward left unveiled If I could step outside the line of attempted perfection Maybe I could change my perception And face my reflection But the problem is I've learned to love this Monster Through our constant battles So even when I'm seeing clearly I feel him near me Sleeping in the shadows
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC
The Mirror
When I brush my teeth I wish I could rip all of them out Reach down my throat And drown my stomach in Listerine to exhale and feel cold air rolling around my mouth When I shower I wish the water would devour my skin To peel it away like acid rain So that I could be blissfully naked And clean once again I imagine being able To jump out of my bones Like a fish swimming upstream Against the winding current Knowing it's headed home Because even while devising lines Of adjectives strewn together I vividly imagine tearing fragments of my hair to be born again In a plume of Phoenix feathers If I could crack my neck and set forth a cleansing vapor trail My backpedaling steps would vanish In the path forward left unveiled If I could step outside the line of attempted perfection Maybe I could change my perception And face my reflection But the problem is I've learned to love this Monster Through our constant battles So even when I'm seeing clearly I feel him near me Sleeping in the shadows
christopher-polizzi
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC
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