Saturday 7th
Beautiful boys
pluck their brows
just so much.
Exfoliate their smiles,
but leave some stubble
- ‘cause that’s butch.
Sculpt their hair
so it looks windswept,
and devil-may-care.
Tailor themselves
to the latest style,
but only so far.
Always one trend
below their contempt
‘cause they’re not followers
or so they maintain.
Now, there’s nothing wrong
with personal grooming,
but are you compensating
for something?
For the fact that you’re
nothing?
And want to be someone
who doesn’t exist,
who has to be created by cosmetics,
reconstructed, recreated perfect,
rather than who you are
first thing one a Monday morning
when the sleep hasn’t shifted.
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