Symmetry In appearance and disposition Even keeled Even when I want to kill The source of My irritation Irritation made evident When I stare back I do not envy Your alabaster Covering My head covering Is willfully intact So yes, you see Irritation As I stare back I do not long for Your apparent freedom Your apparel is indicative Of societal slavery Your tramp stamp The equivalent of a Brand of old Your silicone mounds Reminiscent of The hurdles Ive had to climb Just to be acknowledged Your artificially bronzed skin A humorous paradox You can openly emulate That which you see as inferior When it occurs Naturally. You can openly mock that which you imitate As long as you remember To make sure that I dont forget That I cant do the same to you. As if Id want to, These kinks and curves Are my comfort zone Not contingent upon Your acceptance Or approval Or recognition I already know that you Recognize me Just as my Irritation Is made evident In the stare I return to you Your desire to Be a whitewashed version of me Is evident in yours. So stare into What you will never be, But we all came from I wont look away.
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 17:10:57 +0000
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