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Fickle is Fancy

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This poem was originally posted in the Picture Poetry Contest.

Will you continue to look at me, please?
Fair skin, dark hair, black circles, white sclera:
You're a pose of contrasts. Metallic blue
Feathers reflected under mascara.

They airbrushed you. Can't you see? No face is
That white, that unblemished, that de-veined.
You're a Wal-Mart shrimp frozen from the farm.
Bloodless and raised in a seine to be seined.

I retract my request. Please turn away.
I'm a fish lunging at a rapid flash,
Too dumb to see the hook and filament.
You prepackaged fire, you heap of ash!

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Updated 05-07-2010 at 12:58 PM by The Comedian

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  1. applepie's Avatar
    :lol: I didn't see the part of it being bait at the end. Very nice.
  2. TheFifthElement's Avatar
    What's 'masqera'?
  3. The Comedian's Avatar
    Quote Originally Posted by TheFifthElement
    What's 'masqera'?
    Why, it's my embarrassing misspelling of "mascara".