BPR 50 | 2023
Because the face you saw was not the one
You wanted you made with a bright steel brad
Two cockeyed holes in the skin between
Your brows and bled all over the barbell
You tried to ram through them half
Laughing in the TikTok I saw later at the way
The silver stud ends skewed diagonal.
You told me that the marks were acne scars
But fessed up the day you used a safety pin
To stab the weblike membrane connecting upper gum
To lip and asked if you could keep it as if
The mutilation were a kitten or a frog.
What was I supposed to say? That I like you
The way you came?
I did what any brokedown woman would and drove
You to a place called Pierced Utopia at
The Saugus mall where a human with a spangled face
Plunged a needle through your perfect nose.