I have found my face
It is beautiful…
to smile by the lake, to kneel before my image
Beside my one true lover
Who gazes upon my improved facial features
I touch them with my newborn newly lengthened arms
Recreating myself , but in my own image
what a magnificent creature I am
the pure form, offended by piss-poor perfection
I have no need for this damned society
Of humanity’s cretinous castaways,
now that I have found
my mad reflection
that gazes at what she cannot touch!
and one love
With this new love brought from Heaven to Earth
with this beautiful creation emerged from the freezing water
there will be no more Petrarchan Platonic patheticalness
no more dark clouds above my shoulders with the strong pungent smell of storm
there will be.. No!
no more waking life, no!
No more wounds in my back, no crying at night
I understand that love is essential
I am taking the silvered mirror
I am kissing the lips of God
I am having my first date.