is it so bad
that it's killing us? slowly
it looks so nice
doing the killing
polluted skies
polluted lungs
Marlboro-lips
ash-tray eyes
paper-thin skin
pinned-up and pressed down
so far away
watching
slipped, into shadowy place
like this place, but not
watching from that place in the corner
seeing, not being seen
writhing smoky soul
wispy weak hair - pseudo halo in morning light
trapped expression
rigid, raw nails gnawed to nothing
what's doing it
it looks so nice, till it's gone
what's doing it to us? slowly
not very good - or bad
*experimental new photographs, {toilet paper, wax, fire}
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