Sunday, January 11, 2009

lip sore

i will never surpass anyone else.
i am a one and they are all tens.

back stiff, waterlogged 4x4
slightly bent.

a dividend, a separator
perpendicular to each eyebrow
perfectly vertical
your line of symmetry.

personality flaw
a fault
a weigh you drag along
the scale to someone self conscious
success to the last born

it hangs by a flesh hook on your wrist
it's jealousy perhaps
selfdoubtinconsistency.
who knows.

it doesn't hurt
but it's constantly pulling you
down.
down and to the left

procrastinator

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