4This might be a bit of pent up frustration at what this site's coming to... Or maybe just longing for what it once was.
Dedicated to everyone who's ever considered themselves unique.
Dress up,
pretty baby.
The crystals and
feathers,
face paint
or mask,
and your
trademark quirk
in style.
Must attract their
attention,
must struggle to
make sure
you're not left
behind,
love of mine.
So you search
for that special
unique twist of method,
that elusive concept:
originality.
And you mix
and you mold,
twist, shape,
and change
until you're so
damn grotesque
that no one can
ignore.
Triumph:
a fleeting,
congratulatory smirk,
before someone
else has already
stolen your quirk.
So dress up,
sweet, dear baby,
and offer all you possess.
Nothing is new under the
pen.
7.13.08