An Artist's Rendition: Mascara on Canvas

there she stood

amidst it all

a part yet held apart

for her makeup held its place,

it's said,

to project this work of art.

It balanced the earth tones in her eyes,

smoothed the wayward lines...

made porcelain 

of human skin,

and stamped out all decline.

"It's a wonder that such beauty IS!"

cried out those who cared to see.

"Such makeup is a wondrous thing,"

"How could it ever be!?"

"It's perfect in every shape and form."

"Look how it catches the light!"

"The way it strikes the powdering is really quite a sight!"

and on and on

and so it went

the cycle continued forth

everywhere the makeup went

it garnered a report

For who could deny what all could see?

Such beauteous powder

such filigree

catching the light for all to see

a magnificent painting...

Perfidy

she was once somebody's daughter

now she's known throughout the world

everyone remembers the canvas

but who would know the girl?