14\05\2012

When I still wore my angel hair

I had lilies on my flat breasts

Keep me smelling of women and leather

Adulthood as a whisper

Around

Like a colourless aura

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When I still wore my angel hair

I became a sway of empathy

Mute

Without a prefix

Nor a smile

My long blond strands picking up the dust

And dead skin around

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When I still wore my angel hair

I burnt it from the ends

Leaving a mess on the floor

And a Miss Jane wig

On my skull

Dyed it orange

Looked like a receptionist

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With my new look

Came a new wave

Of fancy

Wasn’t long before the ants

And frogs

Took over

Tried to exterminate

The Javex didn’t work much

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This morning

The Grand-Pa clock said

To let it grow long again

Little by little

My feet immobile in the ashes

And the image of an iguana

Starring

Inside myself

The chemical smell in my burnt nostril hairs

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Please grow

Make me a nest

I want to play hide and seek

Build shacks in the woods

From dead branches

And mud

I want to wear dry leaves

Fall asleep with ketchup on my cheeks

Show me how

The reptiles are gone