Present VanitiesDean Gorman
my eyelashes are long & straight & point towards my next footstep this girl who’s lonely once told me I have a perfect nose unbroken I guess & she wanted to kiss me my teeth if I never wore braces are brown & jutting & suit me well but they’re straight my nose shrewd when it needs to be I really like my nose my face gives the right impression most of the time I look like young Liam Neeson before I sleep & the shards of things flake off like clovers I want to tell somebody I forgot to notice so much when I dream no one has a face I can remember & none of this matters I’m an easy Romeo cavalier me without a finish I sit tanned on a beach somewhere sending people away slow believers whistling one like St. James Infirmary Blues over their shoulders getting softer & softer as I wake up forgotten still
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