“You see how good she looks.”
words spoken
gossip mills
to locker rooms
under hair salon dryer hoods.
Poke jab ill will
wrinkle to wrinkle
the lines they settle
the dark spots creep in
with every new sunbeam
now I hear, “what have you done?”
Botox, Restylane, filler?
tummy tuck
breast lift
neck snip
replace those words vibrating low
and thoughts in my head when I look in the mirror
“How beautiful those loving eyes,
my what they have seen, felt,
the tears they’ve cried”.
head to the woods feel the sun’s
warmth upon my eyes
brisk walk in the streets
people watch
and smile
“My how good she looks.”
no time for blood pricked
from my arm to rejuvenate my skin
that’s what inversions are for
and pumping iron at the gym
