The generic and bland

flood

the streets of even the

biggest

most exciting

cities

culminating in one massive yawn from

everybody that is paying attention.

 

I long for the rare beauty 

of appearance

and character

that seems almost generational,

or at least

once a year

and they do exist.

 

Often single

or being under-appreciated by 

some meathead or other failure as a human being

or instilling true fear in the hearts of boys

with the bodies and age of men

for boys fear

the power of rare beauty

and should stick to the 

thumb tack girls.