bun in the oven,
trophies in the attic.
i used to be a beast,
still am in the office.
bad shades and good vibes
are what we used to sell
from fast car windows,
pre-straightened edge.
no more just getting by,
we're gonna do better
than what i had to do
to please the 'rents, if that.
bathroom mirror is worn,
stains on the counter
from hidden faces
and powdered noses.
cool, calm, collected,
clearly a success now
just don't check the
top bedside drawer.
for D.M.L.
