I'll romanticize it if I want to by January Santoso

"So called broken men come, ho hum, to fill my little cracks with liquid gold."

I'll romanticize it if I want to
by January Santoso

Lip gloss makes a kiss stain 
like Vegas. In my red room rains 
a thousand digi-tokens. So called 
broken men come, ho hum,
to fill my little cracks with liquid gold
like kintsugi. I am repair; I flip my hair
and it ripples like a wave. Like water, 
if you look deep enough,

you’ll see your reflection.

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