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!