Razors

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Glance in the mirror

Morning stubble’s reflected mask

Raccoon’s eyes moor the darkness.

 

A broken vow

makes it a day for sad songs on Youtube.

I sigh. The mirror fogs.

 

I am a lump.

So I sparkle coffee-stained teeth.

Mint and aluminum phosphate smack the smell away.

 

My razor hides for hours the stubble

Which signals sorrow.

All these signs that say I still miss you.

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