Mangled Beauty

Digital Collage of facial parts from the faces of different women to  illustrate a Poem entitled  Mangled Beauty
Mangled Beauty

You shiver

as  the

surgeon

chops

20 years

from your

face.

He palpates

your thighs.

He finds

little lumps

of flesh

named after

food.

Cottage. Cheese.

The surgeon

will hack

the cottage

cheese

away for

an extra

thousand

dollars.

You hate

him for

this, this

man

who makes

so much

less for

so much

more.

But what

can you  do?

You’re more

than a face;

you’re a

torso too.

Art and Poetry (c) Rob Goldstein 2013/2017

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