There should be a tattoo on my forehead
Like a scarlet red letter and it should say,
“UNFIT FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION
DON’T TOUCH, JUST GO AWAY!”
Like the green glow of a nuclear plant,
Like a rabid dog’s foamy while drool,
Like hospital refuse and toxic waste,
Like three day old left over gruel.
There should be matching tattoos on my inner thighs,
Written in gold glitter paint:
“What you see’s what you get, but don’t mess with it,
Because what you see’s what it aint.”
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