The algorithm translates facial recognition
Like a porch light gleaming unsteadily
During April’s precipitation. But her beauty
Is a standard cough,
Texturized by hiccups
& a mutated falsetto. It’s a caterwaul
& it prompts the librettist
To find a lip sync artist
Instead of a prima donna.
Why should dolphins squeal
While boats honk?
Why should caffeine flutter butterflies
While ignoring limping caterpillars?
This is a gripe among fascist Darwinians.
This is a tooth ache belonging to wisdom teeth
Impaling rotten gums.
We must kiss the graphite from our pencils,
Find a blank mirror
And etch our self portraits
As if the reflection