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matt nobrains Apr 2012
sauntry and sultry,
a fraudulent check written
in a moment of disclarity.
if you've got a bridge to sell
I'm buying.
I've got stakes on this land,
broken with till,
seeded with pain,
nourished with blood,
razed, salted, travesty, and sown again.
a faulty playpen snaps shut on a toddler,
a man trips over his Pekingese
and puts his hand in his brand new
20% off buy two get one blendtec
brand blender,
showering his mother in law
with shards of wrist bone
and strips of lacerated flesh.
this is my foot.
these are my fingers, broken,
distal, intermediate, and proximal
phalanges.
these are the carpal and metacarpals.
I am a Spartan of a shitshack.
I was trained in the wicked art of
long arduous bowel movements.
squeeze one out for the ones you love.
in some small musty room
in new York city
there is a cocknballs paying $200
to get ****** on
by a wombwalker
and thinking about his ******
Pekingese.
you know its true.
don't try to think too hard about it
or you might lose an eye.
Santiago patino Mar 2018
People have soft and smooth skin
But mine is weak, old and thin
Thin like glass, so thin so old that it may just shatter into pieces
People don’t know how thin my skin is,
They don’t know how fragile my feelings are,
My skin is full of disparity
Full of disclarity
Disclarity of why I don’t have smooth and soft skin,
No one has come up to give me clarity
My skin feels like a piece of wood
A piece so broken that there’s only cracks all around
I don’t know how to be more profound
I take a look around
All these people With smiles not frowns
But me,
I’m just another person who has different skin all around.
Just something I made up in my head just now

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