sábado, 11 de abril de 2026

clay face

 clay face in the mirror
I lose myself in fragments

My face is clay and comes apart
I take each part off

My face is disfigured
I am no longer myself

The shape of me is different
Narrow and wrapped in tissue

I pull pieces of me off
This should be agony

Tis just confusion
No longer recognizable

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