“…never really
living
fresh faced
to reality…”

wanting knife
like incisions to
conceal congealed
conceived corporeal
flaws…
(belying the tenets of
natural law)

as garishly air-brushed
shadow
hovers over vacant
optical illusionary
light blue eyes,
(belying her chocolate
coated genetic ties)

blood red
lipstick stabbed
onto collagen
swollen bee
stung lips
(despised hereditary
offerings, but…
angelina made her
come to grips
with it)

stick figure
smiling vampishly
with colgate polished
enameled teeth,
ever spouting
reams of shallowed
bullshit

walks, stickin’ out
her chest
to isolate the form
and structure of her
proctor and gambled
breasts,

implanted,

ever donning aspects
of uniformity, and
constant cosmetic conformity,

content with the
consistent continuation
of created,
cosmopolitan
costumed class(less) clowns

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'Fro