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A gorillas existential crisis

Smiling irony

February 17, 2022Matt

Photo by Jon Butterworth on Unsplash

I saw myself in the abyss of someone else
and I can’t turn away.

Strip my skeleton bare of this flesh
in which this toxicity is enmeshed

The smiling irony
of the skeleton underneath

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