What Price Beauty (Redux)

A penny for your lips
Half-dollar for your hips
Shiny Susan Anthonys for sweetening milk of yielding, shivering thighs

The market favors fresh
A half pound of clean flesh
Keep your blood, your heart, your psyche, chastity and compromise

No need for those bits
No one calls for it
The market wants emaciated, vapid, and adulterated rasping sighs

What price beauty?

All quite regular
And soon quite over
With proper application of delicate denials and narcotizing lies

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