Staccato of laughter
After time
I don’t hanker
Staccato of footfalls
And dripping taps
Remind me who I still am
And have.
realising there is no rafter
Pastel face smudged away
No happy ever after
Paint a crooked smile
A clown, a gargoyle
A monster
A crocodile
Fucking mouths
The periphery
Of mirrors
Framing the freak

The words on my lips
“Please don’t look at me.”


5 thoughts on “Dysmorphia

  1. inkbiotic May 20, 2020 / 6:25 pm

    Hey Mr Gorilla, this is great writing, but very dark. How are you doing?


    • Matt Johnson May 23, 2020 / 5:48 pm

      I’m okay, Thanks.

      This is just me writing from personal experience and some other people who have dysmorphia.

      How are you doing?

      Liked by 1 person

      • inkbiotic May 23, 2020 / 9:17 pm

        I’m glad to hear that. I’m having a complicated few days, but am all fine. You take care and keep writing!

        Liked by 1 person

      • Matt Johnson May 26, 2020 / 7:12 pm

        Thanks. Sorry to hear you;ve had complicated time of it. Hope whatever it was or is eases soon.

        Liked by 1 person

      • inkbiotic May 26, 2020 / 9:15 pm

        Thank you 🙂


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