Ugly Moment

Your face is bolted onto your head
like a rubber clown mask
I could cry until my eyes crawled out of their sockets
and your expression would not change
there are jitters and jeers from the audience
whispers which crawl into my ears like insects
that all say the same thing
that you are not my friend
but I have to funnel through the wax mountains
they have sculpted into my eardrums and listen
because I know something none of them do
that you are just a soft thing
with alot of jagged edges
and you have always been there for me
up until this ugly moment


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