Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Perfect Accessory

Guess I went a little too hard at a tender spot earlier and

20 minutes before I needed to leave for the interview,

my front-bottom gums began to ooze blood

in a slow but steady dark-blood trickle,

the first time in years that’s happened and so I watched,

feeling my body had morphed, some

manifestation of all that news

horror I’d just been reading, wiping away, watching

the blood mar my credibility

in my vanity mirror, the blood

against my well-done makeup, the blood the

chaos the polish the chaos the

polish, the blood the

perfect accessory

for this darkest timeline.


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