accidental beauty.

boy, rolling hard and laughing.
reflected vainly in the eyes of daughters.
so fearful of this white pill fantasy passing.
but god, such accidental beauty.

girl, with eyes, mind and mouth so wide.
yeah, i’ve heard she’ll swallow anything.
like “no more purple flower bruises”
he lied!
and yet, such accidental beauty.

sedatives, dissolving rapidly into
the falsified drink, leaving another dreaming.
boy, too drunk, too chauvinistic,
ask not whom but who.
girl, too in love to turn un-mouthed refusal to screaming
god, it was such accidental beauty.

and the life that she held,
well it did make her cry.
and she’d sit there and sit there
and sit there and wish it would die
for how can something so pure
be there to make her sure
that it was only accidental beauty?

and she’d sit there and cry,
sit there and rot,
and he’d hit her and hit her
and he wouldn’t stop.
bruises blooming
into accidental beauty.

she she’d rotandrotanddrink
andcryandrotandrot
and drown.

boy, rolling hard and laughing.
girl with eyes, mind and mouth so wide.
sedatives dissolving rapidly
and then the beauty died.