the television
tried telling me
to envision
a newer
more beautiful
me
the me
that
can feel alive
again
with thicker hair
whiter teeth
smoother skin
better sleep
and an eternal
erection
i wish
i could
buy happiness
i wish
i could
purchase beauty
i wish
i could
pay for perfection
i wish
i could
splash that cash
i wish
i could
find it for free
i could
wish i
were perfect
could i
wish i
were beautiful
i could
i should
listen
to my son
who said to me
"do they
really think
they can
sell beauty?"
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