She puts her
Lotion on
Like a classically trained
French actress

It feels good,
She says

I watch a movie trailer
With a man with
A fake plastered head.
It looks
Good.
It looks funny.
It looks
Unique.

Then,
There are the voices and
The unexpected become the expected and
No one's
English anymore.
It's alright.
Things shouldn't be what they seem.
Every seam
Needs to tear to
Let the legs
Stretch out a bit.

But oh' the free form
Frost didn't like
It much.
It's fun to run free,
But I can see
What he means, the need
Of a little structure
And form to reveal the frauds,
The fakes, the formers,

From the

Real

Thing.