A Short Note On Self
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I woke up like this.
I opened my magic, crusty eyes this morning
And yawned my genius, stink-breath mouth.
I lifted my sleep-heavy body with the strength of lions, Herculean!
I woke up like this.
I brushed my teeth with validity
And brushed my hair like a princess.
When I undressed, I didn’t imagine that anyone was watching.
I woke up like this.
I shook hands with the mirror and gave her a wink
She couldn’t help but fall in love with me.
I told her we could be friends.
I woke up like this.
My teeth crook with panache and goldenrod freckles scatter and
My face is a fairy-tale hero.
My face fights perfect with a sword.
I woke up like this.
I live inside of skin that heats like a stove and
I live inside of fingers that are thick and bold and loud.
I live inside of a soft stomach, heaving with laughter.
I woke up like this.