“BEAUTY REGIME” 2 June 96

The daylight falls
in the still night
I shave and comb
staring into space
there is no reason
so I fill my days with trivia

I paint my toenails with fear
walk barefoot on public grass
I do not fear the bottom
I have been there
and when you reach the bottom
you’re on the way up

each day is untenable
each day I fear the dawn
love ultimately
means nothing
whats to choose
its compromise
whatever you do

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