dressed in black like johnny cash
i walk the line and know who i am
they don’t know me
i don’t know them
so-i
pass the wine girl
no time for a buzz
mosey the room
while city photos
melt in my mind
dance, puppet, act!!: interested, sophisticated, cultured, not scared
lonely business cards
trapped in my pocket
soon you realize
they don’t care
not about you
or what you do
they’re ridin’ high-society
beamers, porsche’s, humvee’s
will make it back home
where you are safe

1 comment:
Yes!!! If I ever have to schmooze (Dear God, Please, No!) I hope that it is in the same vicinity as you. We could take our glasses of wine out on the veranda and laugh at the squirrels as they skitter through the trees chattering about the stupidity of humans.
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