The most beautiful woman to ever exist
Hates her face
says it needs to be replaced
&yet
This worlds spin
unfurls from her grace
The inertia dispersed
from her pace
She goes around
to the sounds
and tastes that arrive
to her
from out of the wastes
called into existence
into this place
this riff
this bass
mid air
mid chase
sun flare
sun rays
We who have caught
her full display
Take out our tongues
with all that’s left to say
there remains
no way to speak it
now we see the highest rung
and no way reach it
what with these
shattered knees
and ladder fees
Rich clothes turn
into tattered leaves
upon contact
with her proximity
all too aware
of its boundaries
The bladeless cut
and ego death
Tasteless ****
in the preachers head
God that ****
make one
turn to ****
It all seems so simple
then you see those dimples
and you crumple in a collision
in your circadian rhythm
a constellation of consequence
the cosmic claustrophobic
she’s got you on her chopstick
it’s obvious and you know this.
&yet
The most beautiful woman
to ever exist
is vexed by her complexion
no compliment is heard
too great is her deflection
The queen’s presence
brings about
the villagers protection
but she craves to be hidden under shadows
away from detection
a spark in dark lands
the shade shifts
but her blades swift
fearless fools fall
with their face slit
Do not enter the space rift
Dancing grounds
hunting grounds
Lighting strikes
without sound
Watch
if you want to lose sight
the hammer smile
the thunder dress
Old gods laugh
when she turned them deaf
The intense intimacy
when she’s causing injuries
to any
who would harm the colony
Jan 19
Jan 19, 2026 at 1:40 PM UTC
The most beautiful woman to ever exist
Hates her face
says it needs to be replaced
&yet
This worlds spin
unfurls from her grace
The inertia dispersed
from her pace
She goes around
to the sounds
and tastes that arrive
to her
from out of the wastes
called into existence
into this place
this riff
this bass
mid air
mid chase
sun flare
sun rays
We who have caught
her full display
Take out our tongues
with all that’s left to say
there remains
no way to speak it
now we see the highest rung
and no way reach it
what with these
shattered knees
and ladder fees
Rich clothes turn
into tattered leaves
upon contact
with her proximity
all too aware
of its boundaries
The bladeless cut
and ego death
Tasteless ****
in the preachers head
God that ****
make one
turn to ****
It all seems so simple
then you see those dimples
and you crumple in a collision
in your circadian rhythm
a constellation of consequence
the cosmic claustrophobic
she’s got you on her chopstick
it’s obvious and you know this.
&yet
The most beautiful woman
to ever exist
is vexed by her complexion
no compliment is heard
too great is her deflection
The queen’s presence
brings about
the villagers protection
but she craves to be hidden under shadows
away from detection
a spark in dark lands
the shade shifts
but her blades swift
fearless fools fall
with their face slit
Do not enter the space rift
Dancing grounds
hunting grounds
Lighting strikes
without sound
Watch
if you want to lose sight
the hammer smile
the thunder dress
Old gods laugh
when she turned them deaf
The intense intimacy
when she’s causing injuries
to any
who would harm the colony