I have become a caricature of myself
Of the many personas I try on
In a blender
And I see Gloria Swanson in the mirror now
I see a bad drag queen
I seem to have fallen into a hole
while I was walking in life
I wasn’t like this yesterday
Where did I go
Is this permanent
It’s a monster
I don’t like it/her
I’m ok
When I don’t look at my reflection
When I use my brain and heart
The pretty dress is for me to feel
I won’t look
Not today
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