Beauty is sustained by it’s ego.
Satin,
Stained,
and
Sorry.
Sourced from
white lies and cold truths
and illusions
of what its place in the world is.
Beauty is blown like glass.
Malleable under pressure
and born of just intent.
Beauty is intensity
intent on inundating
it’s stained and satin sense of self
on whoever can see their reflection in it.
Beauty
is blown like glass.
Satin and stained,
Sorry and sourced,
And sewn to shatter
Under cold pressure.
