#uglines

[amphibrachic]

Do you worship the static on the radio

or perhaps, the blood straining up your lungs,

splattering the marble and fitted sheet

with amaranthine imperfections? 

There are infinite ways to be imperfect,

a thousand flaws to cultivate

and I draw up every warped

and twisted part of myself

into the light.

And instead of hammering 

myself into what I was meant to be,

I build myself a sculpture

of ugly, of jarring, of gruesome.

Look on, look all, on what a monstrosity 

I have created

-Monstrosity//Azrael Fíernen