i don’t want to be beautiful
my future is broken
teeth on cement
so why should i try
to play the games
of those who live
for their own
masturbatory predation
i want to be undesirable
rejected, untouchable
too hollow to pilfer
too coarse to rape
enough to make a necrophiliac sick
at the very thought of it
a leper unsalvageable
by even the most christly touch
i want to be safe
but i can’t be
plagues know only want
so for the rest
we must remain
fawns bred to be prey
learning to swallow glass
so it hurts when they bite
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