at the world
through an aquarium
lends a distorted quality
of depth
and ill perceived

every mirror
i stare into
is a fun house view
of dysmorphia
brought on
by an inability to see myself
through another lens

i slow dance
through the motions
of club footed
polio inflicted
intricately sketched
by clawed hands

welcome to
seven billion and twelve
the white picket fence
is electrified
the dog is long dead

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