Unattractive Beauty Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Eye fetching.
Attention getting.
Hypnotizing.
Mesmerizing.
Hot.
Traffic stopping.
Jaw dropping to captivate.
And then...
Reality sets in.
This miraging vision ends.
Cuss words come out,
Of this mermaid's mouth.

Down...
Slow.
As if from a submerged,
Submarine goes.
That quick pop up,
Done by an old weasel...
Deflated.
Teased.
Left to leave completely.
By an unattractive beauty.
Killing the fiction,
That sickens a fantasized...
And realized aging dream.

'Who you staring at?
Aging buzzard! '

-Sometimes a mouth left closed,
Does more...
For community service.-

'And,
What's THAT suppose to mean? '

-Once a periscope comes down,
On an old submarine...
One knows those missions,
Are soon to be unneeded.-

'Submarines? Periscopes?
I don't follow.'

-I don't expect you to.
Thanks for reminding me,
I'm old school.-

'Fool.'

-That too! -