Pretty, Ugly
The prettiest thing I
have ever seen is how
the wings of a butterfly
slice through the air
so fluidly. This consistency
makes me feel ugly. This is
my consistency: I snort
cocaine, over and over. There
is one certainty, when my
high wears off I will
fall
back
again
into
My
suspicious
life.
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