There once was an ugly.....

I am the scratch mark  
on your last layer of paint,  
the stuck-out nail  
your hand snags against.  

The awkward walk
of a cowboys gait,  
the turned away face  
with a glimpse of disgrace.  

The hand that covers  
a mouth of despair,  
the pure inhibition  
that lets children stare.  

The freak summer wave  
that makes the beach scream,  
the bloated carcass  
as you drink downstream.  

So I sit here alone  
and pour out a poem,  
dressed in the way
that she gets to know him.  

Smooth out her dress,  
slip on her high heals  
and remind myself,  
just how good I feel.  

Written by Razzerleaf
Published | Edited 14th Sep 2021
Author's Note
If the shoe fits.......wear it, for missy's boots where made for walking comp Pic 2
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