Oct
2
rising and shining
i used to wonder about those girls.
friends of mine, or otherwise,
who would wake at my side as hungover as i,
but with rosy cheeks and fresh skin
in contrast to my sallow pallor,
and her hair would be as tousled as mine
but with more of a bardot effect,
and less like my rat’s nest.
i would think: it cannot really be so
effortless to look so sublime?
and my question would be answered
as i rolled over to sleep in
as i was even too tired to watch
as she did her suggestive morning stretches.
legit.
