I stare into the mirror peering
face into a phantom leering
who the fuck is this woman?
Sunken eyes, a face the shell-
the hallowed exoskeleton tell
me what the hell are you looking at?
You drone around here vacant eyed
darkened with detachment tried
the sting of denied emotion;
I hate you with your glass blown stare
the mask that's always, always there
cheekbones to hide expression.
Behind your down-turned smile eyes
Your oxygen comprised of lies
I hate you with your character.
Your freckles analytical
your mouth awake and always full
of lines rehearsed and spoken
A broken dozen roles you play
your daily life a matinée
I hate you with your DNA.
I hate you with your logic.
Monday, September 8, 2008
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