One can't be tough and beautiful...
Though one must be both
To be anyone at all.
The powers declare,
"You can be a dung beetle, or a butterfly.
"There is no in-between."
But I've seen the most exquisite lepidoptera
Drinking salt like nectar
From a puddle of piss.
And have you ever see the afternoon sun
Glint like a beacon from the unfurled wings
Of a dung beetle, taking flight
After a hard day of rolling up bullshit?
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