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infecting my psyche
i dressed in what i shouldn't be seen in public—
wearing my bare skin and skeleton.

the flesh i keep hidden
in my bedroom, in the toilet, and
when i'm alone, when i can be
a newborn baby, innocent and pure,
 
my eyes are drawn to those flowing heavens,
drawn in and swallowed by the opening
of desires and disasters;
of dreams and drugs.
 
strangers's hands print my body like nasty paint,
marked permanent trauma, assault in my psyche.



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