Ugly Cubed- October 1998

Ugly
     Ugly
          Ugly
I should have been Eve
So I'd be gone
Long ago
And people could just wonder
About me.
Was I an accident?
Or was I what we all want to be?

Ugly
     Ugly
          Ugly
Madness roils
A potential I could
Summon like a storm
And spend the rest of my days
Simple
Forgotten before Time blinks.

Ugly
     Ugly
          Ugly
If my soul was up for sale
I'd do everything right for one day
And taste that day in memory
A commemorative sugar lump
So sweet but so
G...
  o...
    n...
      e...
And worth it despite returning to

Ugly
     Ugly
          Ugly
Chasing its tail until it falls
In a heap
... Plop ...
Sits on my face
And grins.
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