The Problem with Sundresses

I'm starting to think everyone is beautiful,
which makes this overabundance of legs difficult.
There's only two right? Two for each torso and each-
Legs are almost more difficult than shoulders
except when they are bare and back-faced.
They say that when someone touches your
hair, that means they life you, but
I think everyone is beautiful which means that
I should drop out of college and become a hair stylist
and dedicate my fingers to cutting with love
and dropping love all over the tiled floor
and sweeping it into a bag and this is why people used to make
jewelry out of hair, because they like people so much
they want to pin it to their chest.

But I can't tell you about how I want
to collect you between bristles, glue your golden strands
to a balloon and make you a sculpture.
The only thing I ever liked so much was human skin, sadly
the least sincere of all organs.
Maybe if it were like the liver it could process all this contact.
I think everyone is beautiful and so I should be indifferen to which skin,
whose skin, because I'm starting to think I like it equally well.