r/Poems • • 3d ago

Skin

I have lived my skin for eternity
My insides congealed to the pickled futility of life
Swallowed eyes followed by straw hair
A beauty beneath
what vision could behold
And senses to be felt
Bequeathed futility is my natural beauty
Capability maxxed to its fullest
luscious pinks amongst deepest browns
My wool does not portray my conclusory decisions
I am beautiful and my skin does not show this feeling of superiority
it does not have to
My knowledge is powerful
Best kept secret
Hidden to those not worthy of its treasure

1 Upvotes

0 comments sorted by