Troy Mira
Feb 15, 2021

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If I have them tarted up

Lathered, rinsed, scrubbed, peeled, creamed, tenderized

Smelling of tangerines and youthful exuberance

The air of disaffected petulance and slum appeal perfected

Working the seedier corners of your mind

Like carnival barkers versed in product placement

Will you pay attention then?

Will my words have meaning then?

Or will they all go missing

By morning?

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