Wise Cracks
The lighted mirror blabs
lavish amounts
of lacking due diligence
in the application of anti-
aging creamy concoctions
The heifer that is vanity
pierces the heart of my forty-
something feelings
Feeble confidence bobbles
on the open sea of faux pas
Is it moon or mood
that rules the tide
Whatever
My fine fissures shall not
sink the ship
No matter what generosity
the looking glass laments in my face
the only valid point reflected
is the tale of a legend
leading to nothing
but treasure
Mirror mirror
on the wall
You are not
a know-it-all
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A pleasure to read this one–thanks for the affirmation!!
Of course! 💯
“The heifer that is vanity”: I love that metaphor. I also love the way the black humor.
Thanks, Gaby.