I am but a riverboat- hopelessly in touch
with my inner canoe. On the first day of nursery
school, I cried in mother's arms. It wasn't
separation anxiety. I was scared she would
come back. In high school, I was voted most likely
to secede. In college, I took so many drugs
the professors looked at samples of my urine
just to know what books I'd been reading.
I'm a narcissist trapped in the third person.
The sound of my own head being shaved
is my all-time favourite song. I stop people
on the street, show them pictures of myself
as a child, ask have you seen this boy?
He's been missing for a long time.His eyes
are the last swig of whisky before stumbling
out of a bar on a sunny afternoon. His cheeks
are twirling ballerinas. His cheeks are revolving
doors. I'm all out of cheeks to turn. I'm all
out of cheeks. My ego is a spiral staircase
inside a tornado. My eyebrows are that furry
feeling you get in your gut when you're about
to tell a lie. My tongue is a dolphin
passed out in an elevator. My tongue is a red carpet
I only roll out for you. My penis is a wise ass
in the back of the classroom who doesn't know
the answer, but sticks his hand up anyway.
My hearts hangs in my chest like a Salem witch.
My heart is a turtle ripped from its shell.
My heart is a street so dark nymphomaniacs
are afraid to kiss. My heart, America, my heart.
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