emerging from a thick mist of hash
descending the spiral
stairs of self-loathing
passing through the merciless
breeze scented
with neighbour’s unwashed feet
shoes soaked with shame
the stench of 16
awkward moments
feet curling up under the table
mortified
a sweet flaw
unification in imperfection
that which unites
which makes us human
maleable and fragile
stale sweat and
lousily wiped asses
enjoying the safety
of the façade
of smart
suits
styles lifestyles and
mirror reflections
of what we are not
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