Narcissus In The Age Of Plastic

 

Beauty is skin deep

Layers of paint and plastic

Daubed with unsteady hands

 

Glance in the mirror

see the full bee-sting lips pout

and fake eye lashes

 

the tattooed eyebrows

filler in the crows-feet cracks

tell-tale nip and tuck

 

Nemesis smiles and

Avenges fading Echoes

Of a youth gone wild

 

When you are old dust

All you will leave behind you

Are man-made remains

 

Gods laugh at beauty

despise human frailty

give you age and death

 

For they fear mankind

Transcending beauty

Overthrowing time

 

So they let you cut

Implant carve remove destroy

The gifts they gave you

 

We always decline

Our god given right to sit

Among the bright stars

 

We always spoil fruit

Tarnish it with necrotic

Spots of vanity