Friday, December 9, 2011

Playing Dress Up


Pink lacy parasols
Ruby red slippers that don't fit
A hat from the thrift store.
It's a bit crunched.
Strings of fake pearls,
Clip on diamond earrings

Laughing loudly,
Smiling cheaply,
Making conversation out of
Gossip and hearsay.
Here I am again,
Playing dress up.

You ask me why I
Don't wear the real diamonds
You bought me,
Or the pin
With the sapphire.

Suddenly my pearls look dull
The shoes, ill fitting,
And I see what you see.
A princess playing dress up
In the closet of a whore.  

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