“And so luxury
runs from me”
I say into my mirror
Another, “please”
Truth escapes like a
Christmas Wreath
Like an easter without eggs
A thanksgiving, no more turkey
Just find me by the side
Of downtown strays
Barking at polish,
And unnamed shoe
dressed in brown and beige
and saturated skin
I’ll have the dressing
That every feast needs
And my mirror is shiny dust
I must confess, it heals me
Around drug stores that
Seem to be better
Sanctuaries
Too much glass in my
Straw basket
No, don't help me!
In specks of my reflection
I still see myself
See myself perfectly
runs from me”
I say into my mirror
Another, “please”
Truth escapes like a
Christmas Wreath
Like an easter without eggs
A thanksgiving, no more turkey
Just find me by the side
Of downtown strays
Barking at polish,
And unnamed shoe
dressed in brown and beige
and saturated skin
I’ll have the dressing
That every feast needs
And my mirror is shiny dust
I must confess, it heals me
Around drug stores that
Seem to be better
Sanctuaries
Too much glass in my
Straw basket
No, don't help me!
In specks of my reflection
I still see myself
See myself perfectly