Let's compare scars
I can pin yours on my lapel for all
the world to see.
the world to see.
A diamond mine, an empty cart, a finger
to the spindle.
to the spindle.
Sharpened hat-pins and dusty rib-bones,
pockets laden with rocky lead,
Narcissus in the river.
Perhaps we'll peel the skin back
and expose what lies beneath
Ruddy train wrecks
Bloody track marks
A triumph! A glory!
An empty joyless trophy
A toothless hollow smile
An ugly second face.
Paint me on your drapery,
cupped in the cool of a porcelain hand.
A ventriloquist's puppet,
A collapsed flame.
Wooden legs in rubber ribbons.
soft hearts bound with electrical tape,
tapping softly against the drain.
I keep waiting to dissolve.
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