Narcissus

He gazed upon the ugliest

Visage he ever saw

Examined long the grim complexion

Counting each and every flaw

Of imperfection staring back

Confronting him to face his fear

A shattered ego in the mirror

Mind exterior appearance

No epiphany yet clearer

So exemplified his weirdness

Recognizing who he was

Again, yet honored in its presence

Just a beastly man’s identity

For all the world to witness

And resistance to his charm

Was all together a futile trial

Goddesses of loveliness

Would beg to taste his smile

And his mastery of how to be

His he himself alone

And all the muses in their vanity

Henceforth set him in stone