17.8.11

Black Swan


Rip your eyebrows off your face
food is poison
Clip your nails to your knuckle
shot shot shot
buy me a drink
Bleach your ass until it burns
holy god I’m covered in scum
seven eight nine steps to avoid razor burn
billboard airbrush fucker disgust
Slice your hips and shear the fat
mantra mantra
Paint your face until it’s gone
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4 comments:

solarjinx said...

Love it! This poem burns with ferocity, just the way words were meant to do. And it sums up society nicely, kudos.

a contemplation said...

thank you so much!

Jack Edwards Poetry said...

Powerful poem. I thought it was great!

fleshandbones said...

blood boiled to the surface and came out through your mouth

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