headline poetry

strutting down the aisle in 5 year old shoes
swinging like a model who’s hot in the cruise
dancing in little snips of sequins and top hat
nubile recitals for adults who are sad and or fat

what were you thinking
what could you have known
to think that kids drinking
was ok in your home

the tractor sits idle with dreams of zoom zoom
little girl with a demonic grin dreams of sparkling soon
a little round belly is a soft spot to prick
like a balloon, it collapses in the hands of some dick

what were you doing
what could you have thought
to think that simply cooing
would put food in the pot

climbing under the candy colored rack
the ground gives way and the belly cracks
falling into goo and rocks and slime
struggling in vain, frozen in a silent scream

riding the heat of the lights and the praise
this dog and pony show hit the road
only to find the deck was stacked
the earnest always end up seeming rather cracked

what were you hiding
what could you have shown
instead of simply sliding
always into the unknown