Rhinoplasty

Becoming a new man

Again & again & again &

When will this bicycle ride end?

How many times must I redo my makeup?

Plastic surgery, rhinoplasty

So many nose jobs, I can barely breathe

Let alone smell the flowers

So many wasted hours

Rearranging bouquets of unknown names

And dates while I await my Fate

Unaware how yesterday was already too late

And my body’s already begun to disintegrate

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