You Can't Judge A Cover By The Book Poem by Raj Dronamraju

The world is not just effect in place
For it's rotten inside and the outside is not so certain
The connection is not so close so who cares
It's beauty in a casual acquaintance, his only job is to be handsome.

Lesions cover who he really is from head to toe
They ooze respectability so please disregard the ethnologist
Sour on sight familiarity
Fetishize your gold plated feelings

Patricia fell in love with apeman
And apeman read a lot of books
Patricia was laying face down
The face up crowd could not form an opinion

Reflective glass as way of apology
Fills the closely held impressions of the people that you've met
Dawn's spire snaps easily
When faced with the conceit of those who don't care how they look