Metalic covered by grease.
Grease covered by mint.
Mint covered by ice.
Ice covered by..
ice covered..
ice covered by emptiness.
emptiness covered by growling.
growling covered by…
growling covered…
growling…
no more
no more metallic, no more grease,
no more mint, no more ice.
Just emptiness.
Just emptiness and growling
I love it when you call me
by my name.
When you label me.
Like a doll sitting in
the display.
Read out my description.
Learn my characteristics.
I walk a fine line.
Life and death.
Funny and weird.
Smart and dumb.
Waiting for a light breeze to blow me one way.
Will I stay on this line forever?
When will I get off?
I’ve always been a cookie cutter girl.
pressed into shapes I never liked.
Rolled and folded into the perfect form.
My face and body configured
to make me look appetizing.
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