Verse

The thing about beauty

is that it is up-against the obvious;

it is an atom of diamond dust in a mournful stretch of black and bone;

it is costly, like drops of fake nirvana;

it is mad, like how it is;

it is ridiculous like the men who played music in the sinking ship;

it is a needle of light rotting under thousand years of skin,

hurting, making us children, threatening with never-ending.

The thing about beauty is that it is meaningless-

meaningless, downright love against all odds.

Image by Boro wearabout.com

Image by Boro wearabout.com

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