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this pink cuckoo raptor feathered in rubies and bloody sings to my ears
when any human stares me down like made in gravy, nectar and pears,
you know topher, your fragile heart can now spit on karma's mirror rear.
i conceded.
now i'm masquerading pennywise and an inverted smile in their fears.

hair blonder than a caucasian infant bottom,
eyes bluer than a butterfly fish belly,
body buffier than arnold schwarzenegger,
skin brassier than ambrosia from hermes' tray,
life pitch perfect than barbie's.

i'm beautiful now,

now i fit in,

now i'm human,

i'm acknowledged,

i'm noticed,

i'm somebody,

and my dainty manicured phalanges twines the atlas, and axis of his wailing heart tearing up red.

slitty nostrils like a sunbird's beak siphon the loathsome malice, the chutzpah spicing out green.

i bring the bulk of tissue to my kylie jenner lips galvanized in lewd burgundy, i stamp it pink.

then i crush it, his heart implodes into his own misery, black is all it is now.

he aerated the cisterns in my heart
all because i wasn't good enough.
i owed him his generosity,
i paid it.

now him standing against the lobby of a lacuna stretching to the far ends of the universe, is staring at my portraits.

but they are my ugly,
feed on them.

that's the last thing he'll ever see.

i flew from fat to fit,
the world stands on tit for tat,
and now he burrows from it to shit.

shut up and eat it.