Need lurks in the corners of her closet
Trying on a ball gown, a clutch, a stole
Pretending she is anything but herself
Waffling between the here and the there, of fame and anonymity
Jimmy Choo heels, borrowed Yurman, Prada on loan
Insecure steps on the red carpet she walks
Courage in a bottle, a pill, a man, she requires
For tonight’s masquerade, her anonymous task, she selects a numbing mask and
Free-flowing Vodka Gimlets to quiet her nerves
Desire harpooned that summer in Cannes
This chameleon, playing charades, she does pretend
Silk straps off her shoulders fall
Passionate promises, poor choices provoked
His smell on her she cannot escape
It’s a shame they will never know his name
1 responses to “Vacancy”
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September 27th, 2009 at 11:18
Great poem.