Self-Portrait as Faris, “Bare”
Jeff Pearson
alone, meticulous
a mirror walkthrough as pirate
chasing pre-destined bigotry
alone, meticulous
a mirror walkthrough as pirate
chasing pre-destined bigotry
I WAS NOT SURE how to get a job at the end of the world [ ] but it is not because of me [ ] it’s because i did not assist the tank
The more GlueMan takes in,
the closer he gets to
exploding into a cloud of
fiberglass dust, an airborne
itch.
When they made a toy of you
Did you dream of children
Thinking you’re the good guy
a fist / crown of amethyst cut / across the plains / I wished him
the white / women he dreamed / of – shaved
my head / to empty the soil / to empty myself /
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