fresh meat
you're a rotting fruit
and the flies have stayed away.
but no more.
let your odors
permeate.
get your ripe flesh eaten 'til there's only core.
keep growing up,
grow chin hair,
grow a beard.
grow a cock,
rock with it out.
wait. love yourself for who
and what you are. wait.
be demure and powerful,
don't act like a stone anymore.
that tends to happen
when you're grown and your eyelids are tired
from flapping like clamshells.
wake up. grow a poker face.
don't masturbate with the same hand you pick the sleep out of your eyes with.
learn some courtesy
fatass.
tear up a vase with your new fangs
rip out a heart with shiny gold talons
squeeze,
feel the tension and the pressure and the release.
get out of your cave.
grow up.
fuck up
big time.
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