You wallow in dangerous places.

Looking at pimples,
destitute moments,
the graceless snot smeared freckled lip of woe.

Angst of seethe of grit
of never never never,
peeling back until the nerves show.

That is ugly, so you like that?

Let's get some mud in here,
some rotten fruits with hard decay,
an engorged worm or two,
lapping at the last of the scraps.
Let's get barnacles, mosses, mites and leeches,
nervous ticks vying for space on the mothership.

Let's kick this bitch into overdrive,
grind our personal pain it into a powder.
Let's snort it up,
let's make a paste,
let's mark our faces with it,
lick our hands,
dance until our feet bleed.

Let's take all the drugs say all the wrong things,
fuck all the wrong people,
stub every toe and
whack our chins on the bar when we fall off the stool.

Let's stick metal through flesh,
draw attention through blood,
make tiny little cuts to let the light through.
Let's always say
don't look at me what are you looking at,
pretending no one should notice our platform heels,
fishnet stockings, track marks, spiked heads.

Let's wrap ourselves in barbed wire,
then bitch because no one will hug us.
Let's drink our piss and fling our shit
And have a piss drinking shit flinging party.

Let's laugh until our brains blow up,
our eyes bug out, our vein maps show.
Let’s be ugly and love it!

Come on! Let's go!

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