Low Self Assessment
My eyebrows are caterpillars
Sleeping on the orbital stump
There are worms in my nose
Tangled and heaped
My mouth is a horse
And a dry crow lives in my underpants
My ears are fledgling echo chambers
Plugged with lit candles
A plum for a chin
Tiny little eye balls; ballettes
Lidded down to a slivered onion
Sunken in dark lonely sockets
Breath of a billy goat’s death
And 6 black pebbles for teeth
Thinning chicken skin cracking on my neck
Ants in my armpits with a hive of killer bees in my mind
Scared hair everywhere
Lost little man
Shadowless
Suffice it to say I avoid mirrors
Copyright © Josef Dubinski | Year Posted 2026
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