Shelf life

I wanted to stretch you like elastic

take out the residual plastic that left you open and vulnerable

negate the beads of copper invading your aur….a and mine the diamonds into your soul

but you sold them

for a quick fix

and now

I can’t fix this

The plastic hardened while I was still inside and now

You’re my shell

My own beautiful Plastic Hell

-Ama Rose

 

 

 

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