A SPLIT IN THE GLAMOUR

Heath Ison


where was your mother when she chased me in the dark?

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where was your father when he ripped the pillow case with his teeth?

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there is a superfluous flaw that gets rejected when it should be embraced.

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you don’t know how this works. you keep your eyes on yourself. you worry too much.

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you’re already dead. you’re dying of death.

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in exchange for your soul you get a new casting of glitter to cover the shit.

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you should have just kept the shit as is.  

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you overlook filth. what a shame. you prefer cleanliness sunday thru sunday.

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and i ask you: what the fuck?

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you didn’t hear me & refuse to be near me.

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you use handheld cyber extensions to ‘fall in love.’

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you masturbate to static on the television but you still can’t cum.

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you look like gold now, congratulations. *crowd cheers

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the subterranean gods are calling your name, begging for your vomit.

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you can reach them via the toilet. i suggest you flush your whole body.

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into the abyss—never look back.

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you lie

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to you

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inside

 

and out.

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there is no structural pattern for this.

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only your awareness.

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you.

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you.

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you.

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you.

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YOU.