she's beauty you think
sashaying through your mind
she's perfect in pink
anathema to our kind
he's brilliant you swear
as he climbs upon the altar
he's courageous, he's fair
come to save us when we falter
her beauty a mask
his brilliance a disguise
all bent to the task
of selling the lies
the deepest truth hidden,
reality’s grandest lark—
we are all ugly, broken children
stumbling blindly through the dark