This Thing They Call Beauty Part Two: A Gimpy Monologues Interlude

Zachary
Zachary (Photo credit: >Ale<)
Perfection
Does it even exist?
Those perfect bodies I found scattered
Across a galaxy of constructed imagery
Upon closer inspection all I notice
Is a preternatural determined rejection
Of the natural, the beauty, the chaos,
The human geologic features of differences
Paving the road to mutual awe.
Instead, confined to the staging
Of the promotion of products
Outside of the mass media xenophagy
This is why sometimes I cry
And begin to wonder why I’m never seen as beautiful
Maybe if we started to think that our differences
Have a voice, they can begin to sing,
And maybe, take away some of the sting
From that almost putrid thing they call “Beauty”

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