I have been told people who take warm showers are lonely,that they crave bodies. So, sometimes I think myselfevil brute,chewing onflesh to tear itfrom their bones tobuild myselfprecarious bodies,upon which I can balancemy very delicate ego. But mostly, I think myselfone-eyed cyclops, narrow-visioned,searching only for warmth,as cold rain pours from the showerhead above.
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Dear Poetry/This Poem (+audio🎤!)
So…I cheated at NaPoWriMo 👀👀👀
A White Girl in a Pretty Dress Smiles at Me
‘She stares back at me, and I don’t know what to tell her’