this expensive pretty you you see
i hate your fucking
thin frame,
your hula-hoop walk
and beautiful clothes.
you always dress for a show.
you leave a trail
of perfume and arrogance.
it gets in
my nostrils 'til i tear.
do you hate yourself as much as i
hate you?
The title of this poem comes from Zack's "WHAT TO DO NEXT (misplaced poem II).
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