Restore Resistance

You are a fool if you think you are the only one
beyond wishes that only the names will change
protecting the perception of innocence
small town life lurking behind every shadow
erasing anonymity
pushing the daring to the edges
where we can watch from the sidelines
and slip away to participate.
With keen observation, I see
limited hegemonic dimorphic ideals of beauty
empty shells filled with filth
decorated in porcelain cream skin.
Find me when your fear of death dissipates
eyes ready for clarity, when you stop
scanning the room for charity
some compensation for all your failings
the past is your blockade to the key -
restore resistance, be free.