Crack Slap Clunk

I wrote this poem thinking about the violent ideas of modern beauty. Specifically on cosmetic surgery .


Crack slap clunk


Bones formed, crack

Flesh shaped, slap

Limbs locked, clunk

Are we perfect now ?


Nails ripped, crack

Lips lacerated, slap

Skin burnt, clunk

Are we aesthetic ?



Teeth timed, crack

Eyes stretched, slap

Legs buckled, clunk

Do we match, do we pass ?


The End

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