As artificial as a classwork
where's a day without a morning
where's a she without a she figure
real or not
unbeautiful beauty
soon to be dark then we'll know
when the curtains will fall
and the layers will fade
indeed i have seen beauty
but i don't mean unbeautiful beauty.
Hair strands like fabric rose
with extensions like drastic quotes
garrulous as a swaggy magpie
hair strands should absorb the beauty of the days flourish
not repell to concave the sight of its fall
a hair strand should merry with the wind
like a child with its mothers breast milk
not propel around it, like to observe a certain disfunct
indeed i have seen beauty
but i don't mean unbeautiful beauty.
they say the time is past and the time has come
a conduit of flaws
an harbor of fades
a twin of misjudge
a rose of fibre
