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Poetry

Skin

Written by J. Ellis

Onto the subway
Walks a man
Face burned
By acid

Peering at passengers
From cocktail onions
Pushed into wet mud
I give him some money
Others follow suit
Touch their own faces
To make sure
They're still them
And he's still he

Skin is a tough bitch
Slit open and fried
Tries hard
To stay true
If it fails
It still tried

Still keeps each hell
On the appropriate side

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FUBAR

Written by danny jarrett


you are fucked up
beyond all repair
and it's your own fault
but your faults
are involuntary
so you're not
really to blame
but it's because of
your faults that
you're here
unable to fashion
words out of thought
you're just awkward
that's all
and the hard part
is
dealing with the fact
that no one is really to
blame
anymore
the blame
used to be the best part
and now
it's
a non-part
and you miss it
the most
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