Eyes like caves
that lead to nowhere
Lips spread wide,
they sneer at me
producing razor sharp teeth,
sharp enough to kill
They pretend to bring happiness,
but it's really a haunting experience
too close to death
to be ignored
I've experienced the horror
in the recesses of my mind
as well as on my trips
to the circus
(2000)
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