Depreciated Beauty

Sip the pride
And walk through the subway
grabbing attention, only of beggars and homeless
You have realized,
Your beauty has saturated
and is declining perhaps
You haven’t had a lover in a while
The queues are longer now
The eyes are vanishing slowly
The lack of stares, you wouldn’t have thought, would bother you.
Is beauty punctuated?
One mark and it stops
But there it gains rhythm on the other side.
How can beauty be mathematical then?
Exponential, Logarithmic,
Some Cost Profit Formula?


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