Friday, June 06, 2014


The American Beauty

Rose at noon,
hit Starbucks
sans makeup, in

boxy sweater and
ripped jeans. No use.

Male Barista shakily jived,
and her sisters, though tart-
ed up for business,

could never match her
even in this slattern state.

Who can say life fair?
You only work bits

at a time towards that. At
any rate, the women in
museums display

admired music,
seemingly forever.

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Keen observation on the fairest of the fair.
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