Tag: body image

societies have erected temples;

to win wars, to gain peace;

to make fields and girls fertile;

ensure the future and placate the past;

 

yet the notion to reward falseness;

with coin and rapt attention;

the woman with airbrushed thighs;

coyly glance from glossy magazines;

 

the comic books of my youth tell;

of super-strength and commanding fire;

awesome, yes, I know that these powers;

are not for the likes of mortal man;

 

once flipping through Teen People;

I counted fifty-three skinny blondes;

they are as distant as a superhero;

yet all kinds attempt to imitate them;

 

Adonis imbued in us a desire;

never able to be quenched;

to be someone we are not;

nor ever could possibly be;

 

gaze into a mirror soon, not now;

for this poem is not quite over and;

its author knows too well of Adonis;

but nothing but reality will meet you;

 

creeping across every inch of your body;

and deeper to each facet of your character;

the smiling blondes do not live;

they lived until a camera stole their soul;

 

they became timeless, floating in timeless void;

smoothed into into sculpture;

turned from person to portrait;

 

the post-industrial world is busy;

full of deeply serious people that work far too hard;

when they return home why escape into;

a reality that hurts the heart?;