PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

no, that's not it

not it at all

not why they are all looking at me

in that unavoidable way

not because of my so called nor

exaggerated beauty

inner wise or other wise

its something else

something much, much more

something intangible yet quite grim

servitude delivered in a brown paper

bag

and a borrowed one at that

or empty soda cans pouring

expensive champagne

later to be drank by the untarnished

reputations of royalty

now, you know we're not talking about

the British!

such vague sentiments though do often

seem to grate the underpinning of my

fractured nerves

which leaves me to feel 'unwashed'

in a bathroom full of charged adversity

what pseudo anguish these fragmented

fiends must be feeling right now

as I sit politely

to listen for my directed cue

and wonder if I will again stand up

to take it

probably not

instead

I'll just walk out!..............

(Dec. 16, 1993 am)