Monday Musings: Snob

Monday Musings: Snob


Walk with your nose in the air

hips swaying to your imaginary

song you swear is there.


You have smile that’s painted

but I can see the creases in your

forehead that can’t be erased.


I wonder if I cut you open

if I’d find another world

or if it’d be like cutting paper.


Dye your hair the latest trend,

cake on your fake face,

slide the plastic over the counter,

and pretend to wait.