Within days
to lose your eyesight
fear boils from inside
darkness complete
never mind to drive away
racing cars impossible
retinas now stars in the sky
now that I am the passenger
in my own car, along for the ride
I observe
now I truly see

I am no Romeo
other than good at dying
romance is for the beautiful
I miss the most essential of ingredients
         paintings now only black
                   poetry that never dries
                                a garden that no longer blooms
I walk alone in the forest
gazing  down at dead foliage
scattered bones among the leaves
I hear the faint sound of an animals chant
before I realize
it was from a time long ago

I rather sticks and stones
words mean too much to me
a poet embracing ugliness
to be called it once
is a sword in the stomach
to be called it twice
a thousand arrows in the heart
to lose a friend
dreadful is this agony
to be blind
yet to see inside
misery

I sat there
in the dark
staring at emptiness
the room grey with dust
my mind as empty as the bottle
I noticed three small black dots
lying in the corner
as dead as me

Then, a spirit stirred
Invisible to a teary eye
the black dots moved
and grew
      and grew

Now they are up in the sky
out of reach
from human touch

One is the Sun
the other the Moon
the third my heart

Roses bloom in the dirt
they live in the sun and the rain
leave them alone
they suffer no pain
their soft petals caress
touching places hidden
the burning stops
as the wilted rose rests on top

After a cold grey winter
finally a beautiful warm sunny day
outside my window gazing
at all the beautiful people going for a walk
with their beautiful children
and beautiful dogs
and beautiful outfits
beautiful smiles

I got up to go out
and enjoy this beautiful day
opened my front door and a guard was there
he said get back inside sir
you are not allowed out
perplexed I asked why?
he replied, this is a beautiful day
its for beautiful people
you are Ugly sir
go inside and shut the door

I was a bit shocked
I guess new rules
So, I snuck out the back door
I wanted a coffee
at the coffee shop I walked in
the barista asked would you like a coffee or
a facelift?
What the hell?
she gave me a coffee and said go drink it outside
and put on a mask she yelled
no ugly people allowed in this shop sir

I was outside sipping my coffee, when
a beautiful blonde in high heels sauntered by
she glanced at me and screamed in shock
stumbled and fell through the coffee shop window
cutting her neck, bloods spurting everywhere
oh well I guess she is ugly too now
maybe not as much as me, but still

I have an electric car
no worries not a Tesla
even its a good one for Ugly people now
I just wanted away from the coffee shop fast
less  I get blamed for her death
the car door refused to open
I tried all the commands, nothing worked
the Cars voice system, said get in the trunk
I no long allow Ugly people in my seats
what choice did I have?
ugly has no choice I guess
in I got

feeling sad I decided to go the local cemetery
through the back seat hole I gave new directions
the car scoffed but off we went
the graveyard is always quiet and soothing
not this time
the earth seemed to shake a little
whispers heard all over
Hope thy don't bury him here!
He sure is ugly, we are more beautiful than that
wonder if it was a bus or truck that hit him
more and more these whispers I heard
even Ugly has ears
I ran back to the car

back in the trunk Ugly
I now had to sneak back into my house
in the backyard again I spotted a beautiful bunny
it stared at me with a frown and said
"Go away ugly one ewwwwww"
The beautiful rabbit then look over at a pretty duck
"we sure know who the Ugly Duckling is here now!"
they both had a good laugh

I never left my house
ever again.

In autumn is always the leaves
in summer is always the rain
without you, is always the tears
falling on my poetry
pages wet
the silence
a knife
slicing my heart to pieces