Beauty

"Inner beauty", they say

but that's bullshit

And I know

Because your beauty isn't

hidden

or secret

or buried inside of you

like some private thought that the world can't see

It may come from that sweet sweet genius

that resides in your heart 

but let me assure you, 

it is sketched all over your face

it pronounces itself in every curl on your head

and every freckle on your neck

it erupts from your face

when your mouth gapes open with your wild laughter

your free laughter

and it is brighter

than a pilgrim wearing neon