lxxviii

degenerate
type of girl
teeth came out
all wrong
deviated jaw
broken parts
all pulled together
limbs don’t bend
the way they should
cartilage like glass
fragments scraped out
of your lazy eye
clumped black wax
compulsive repetition
blemishes to scars
smudged under
synthetic ochre
peeled back
knuckled flesh
turning blue
upon the bone
non-committal
castration attempts
whatever fulfils
any gaze
but your own
you came out
all wrong
fuckable enough
to ignore