flip your face
over lightly
roll your eyeballs back
all the way
can i be
what you see
i fill my vacuum up when you blink
i live
with the longing
to be melted like butter and spread on shiny little eyelids
i'm your makeup
brush me on
please i can switch you in a second from eyesore to fatal disease
i'm just rubber
you can bounce me
dislocation is the least i deserve
put the pieces
on a platter
another brand new tv dinner to serve
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