Blind

Sometimes I envy the blind.
Never judging by
physical appearance,
fashion faux pa's
or designer deities.
It's like trading a
disorder for a disease.
Curing AIDS only to
contract syphillis.
Its the dawning of America
deaf, dumb, and obese.
Living each day on a diet
of porn and pessimism.
A society of critics
starving for something
to attack.
Life laid out before us,
a buffet of acceptance
waiting to be chosen.
Sometimes I envy the blind.
They cant see how ugly
I am on the inside.