Eggplant leather
Skin beaten
With tiny tenderizers
Dandelion
Liver spots
Hole-punched arms
Hole-punched heart
Fabricated feelings
Suffocated
Spaces
Between
Bone white teeth
Pierced blue lips
And marbled eyes
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