Adonis

[Brownlie]

I am a complex Adonis. -- Well you've switched the order of the syntax on Adonis Complex which is sort of clever. I think of the Rock's upcoming Hercules: his prehensile dripping nipples, and his manly labor.
Archetypical physical. -- This gives the whole poem a silly feel, which can be fun.
Saddled by ocular paparazzi
on my runway mirror. -- Maybe add in some details about what the Man sees in the mirror as opposed to what exists in other people's reality.

Candles burn in unlit rooms
while clarity is exiled. Coroners corners corner me
as hunger emerges.
My stomach burns through restless nights. - A little dramatic, the poem oscillates between what I perceived as a serious tone and some word play that gave it an air of flippancy.
Weight forever on my shoulders.
I am a complex Adonis

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