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Today everything is grotesquely portentous
& still I am complicated and flawed
I, misshapen darkness
it makes me want to escape.
makes me want to hide under 10,000 layers
makes me feel i was meant for burkas & beatings
& through some cosmic misstep had the good fortune to be born
american
instead, i apologetically robe myself in the cloak of only-night-time
veil my indecent face with the liquor you drink
pray nobody looks to closely and notices
the wrongness
i embody
copyright 2003
Rachel
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