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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