<p>one photo says it all, so swipe that finger, I promise you two will have a ball.</p>
she’s smiley and polite
what a pretty, small delight!
and she’ll laugh at all your jokes
even though you’ll forget she ever spoke
but don’t assume she’s weak
uneasy silly dumb or meek
she’ll go home
and all those feelings she won’t be able to postpone
will find their way into her little black book
for all her rhymes and riddles
which she sends out like irretraceable ripples
into a world where old women knit
a grand tapestry to reveal that, really, you ain’t shit.
it’s not that she lied to you
everything she said was true –
that you are an artist and worth the effort
but so is she, and she is not for your comfort.
maybe you, in your RayBans and poetic, black coat
who thinks he can float
without ever falling down
needs to briefly feel like a clown
to give your dreams reality
to show you the ugly truth behind creativity.
one photo says it all,
so swipe that finger, I promise you two will have a ball.