Adulthood clings

patchwork to this suit of skin


Frankenstein named

and Frankenstein burned


an ill-tailored suit

lunatic suitors sewed


as clouded eyes beheld

silhouettes beyond the street


scissors dancing in the dark

could not return light


notions on the periphery:

dreams of what I used to wear.

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