In private spaces
Are stacked high piles
Of smiles
On peoples faces
That don’t make sense
In past or present
Tense
Intense denial
Of vile penetration
Subserving perversion
Distorting proportion
Digital negatives
Of how I see me
But cannot be.
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Categories: Poetry
Beautiful.
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