You Aren’t Replaceable

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Switched a fork with a blade
to slide down the crease of your lips
Switched your life for just a little more labor
don’t that paycheck smell sweet?
Switch the truth oh the bitter sideways truth
that turns ladies’ thighs ceramic and and and
100% princess crystal
shattered to pieces
shattered
to
pieces
on a sunny day glistening like
glitter on the man made sidewalk

Saschia Johnson

Published by Jayne

Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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