foul weather friend

i want to use lye for shaving cream
rasp dense fibers from my chin
stab neon tubes into my jaw
until you see within

i want to scrape my scalp to patches
floss my teeth with wire
sew-in contacts cool clear shards
sell my skin to any buyer

pluck my painted toenails
scrub my elbows bloody raw
knit a thong for you from tendons
trim my biceps with a saw

line my clothes with doghair
drink a cup of doubt
stab the air with my shinbone bare
for the one i’m still without

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