Wednesday, April 18, 2012

in the second bathroom

the hum of the fan numbs the panicked rapidity of
my chemically altered heart
as the tears tear through my waterproof eyeliner
forming ridges on my fat face. 

the halogen light is so penetrating
that the only place I can travel to is
the Getty
and CabInn in Aarhus


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