Who Is the Boss
Artistic
Simplistic
Ruby grapefruit lipstick
Glossy shimmer
To quell the chap winter crack's
The toll takes on immune down body system's
That survived the Vitamin Blitz
And if we can make up in any way
Camouflage that hideous interior
To make small gains to feel Superior
Then what is the harm
For if it was not for the sweaty palm
And the heat resonating via the cold remedies
Because Doctor's would not prescribe antibiotics
You have become comfortably numb
An aqua lung siphoning despairing air
Home care bed ridden self medicating
An artist simplistic unrealistic
Carcass
Of a failing vessel
The mind could have outlived
But sadly the body power's the Clock
Not the Head or Brain
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