Perhaps not
a good enough
bellydancer
I am not desire
If I can't be
Myself than what
is the point of
any revelation
Not nearly as
great as a set up
throne of incarceration
shamelessly untold
secrets of wild
sentence
Standing before
Me I judge the mirrors
Objections and sympathize
With you
I'm not potato
chips
But let me pretend
Just for a minute.
You said I was once.

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