Some
of you were bland
anonymous
and pale
Some
of you were banned
Surreptitious
I might add
Hell
is other people
Now
I know it’s true
Hell
is other people
I
know ya know it too
A
thousand empty spaces
Where
your fizzog isn’t
There
are no more less
non
entitities now
No
more fakie maties
some
silence is in order
Cannot
bear this cant
Gentle
spirits
Dead
as nails
I
have left you
Rest
In Peace
So
my wounds are coruscant
Pearly
pink and oyster polish
Shiny
like a hotel lobby
‘Scuse
my crudeness I’m a tramp
Some
of you were rude
Sounding
off like cement mixers
Some
of you eschewed
Put
a brick in it sister
Hell
is other people
Now
I know it’s true
Hell
is other people
I
know ya know it too
The
first 11 gone for good
Extirpated by my blood
Don’t need your virtuos knife
You’re
much smaller in real life.
01/06/2020
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Photograph by Marina Shakleina
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