An Ordinary Beauty

Today once again in
A celebration of a beauty
So ordinary, blew me a candle 
Ordered a velvet cake 
Smeared some face paint
Painted lips red 
Put on those choo heels 
And performed ablutions to Medusa
The goddess of our kinds 
Hollowed eyes, sunken cheeks 
Frizzy hair, flabby flesh 
Sagging bosom, plunging neck 
Echoing an average tale 
Of a working woman’s face 
Not your usual Grecian model 
Nor Venus, nor Aphrodite,  
No circassian wasp-waisted
Beauty embellished in Indian jewels 
Very own pin-up doll in
The living room just back from
Nine to five shift, sultrous
Hot and sweaty as hell, 
Crownless queen of a 
Bankrupt sultanate, a familiar 
Unsung belle in the kitchen of your harem 
Tinkling copper pot and pans, 
Ruffling golden knives and forks 
Castrated in a golden cage 
Woman of a ruined withered ottoman sultan 
Nonetheless a seductress in her own right. 


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