Lourdes Is a Check-Out Line at the Store

We’re all sad to look at
And we know it. A few
Of us can fake it well.

Well, we try not to look
Too close. A few of us
Get all the fuss for good

Looks, like the rest of us
Are clods and spuds. We lust
To have those few good looks.

It’s not just looks, of course.
We’re all sad to think on
Us, when we think on us

Too much. A few of us
Can hug this to our chests,
The most strange ones. Bless us.