ugliness rings of puritys truth.
no pretenses.
hiding nothing.
refreshing.
then beauty pretends its pure
dons its ugly mask.
all becomes confused.
nothing what it seems,
except what is,
but who can tell?
perfectly ignorant of all they crumbling touch.
midas inverted.
keystone turns,
bricks falling,
structure fails.
wiped away in the wink of an eye.
lidless trash and empty alleys.
full of seething
filthy thoughts of millions.
"not in my head."
chime all,
like a broken record
of a dorrbell.
needles skip and slip
traveling to and fro.
frothing mouths,
hungry for thought.
gape.
open and close.
coils from ceiling
grasping at straws
as central pillar twists.
rebuilt by the beautiful.
no longer pretending.
until they again feel the need to topple card houses.
claw marks down cheeks in rageful spite.
do you see what i am?
end your silly game,
theyve forgotten the rules and dont even realize it.
dancing after the music has stopped.
just go home
leave the perfectly ugly to clean up your mess.