Skin of Nylon

She wears the Perfume to hide the scent of nothingness,

Sliding on nylons of pale nude to cover white skin,

Painting her face with black smoke to hood dull eyes,

She lines her lips with red to make them soft

Yet it only harshens the lines in her face,

The world asks so much more of her than she can give,

so she breaks pieces of herself off,

and scrubs her own colors away,

Cutting locks of silken hair and pinning in a wig,

Artificially beautiful, smelling of flowery sweetness,

Covering holes with satin,

and filling in the emptiness with cotton,

and suffusing herself with Perfume.

 

 

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