Sunday, November 08, 2009

After Beauty

am I too barely recognizable I
hope not to myself I'm still me
apart from bulges I could take
care of except I like to eat well
it punctuates the day the week

most of life comes after beauty
what we most admire fades as
fast as we can keep like music
over as it happens we sustain
what we never quite achieved

seek perfection anyway it's all
in whatever turns you on real
personhood including surface
values love as deep as outer
space comes in like weather

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