Esteem

I am ugly.
Naked fruit
To be sampled
By the masses.

Sensibility

Why...
these words, ugly,
Ever haunting the homes of the once known?
Consuming lost meaning,
defining lives, all our own.

I say,
everything is nothing;
& in a dream,
I found 8 impossible things
before breakfast,
& fed them to my cat
who said "quite honestly,
nothing is ours."

So we left,
through an open window.
Because you said so, sensibly.

Ugly

I wish I was so ugly

like the stars

in their gaseous bursts

so ugly

like the moon

divots, holes in its skull.

Ugly

like the discolored leaves

dropping to

such beautiful human's feet.

If I could be

so lucky

to become

So ugly.