You breathe in

And I hold breath back

Both of us full of hot air.

I don’t think you are conceited

Since you don’t think I am arrogant-

We are the same in that

We both believe in your ego

We both think you are fabulous

And we both think you are in awe of me

And we both think you have good taste

We both get full off you.

The morning dawns and

You strip away the beautiful bull shit and

You are less sophisticated sober-

All the air seeps out in puffs

The costume falls off in seconds

The compliments don’t get paid

Because rent is due instead

Since it’s only true in shots of whiskey

Since it’s only true when I remind you

Since its only true when I’m near you

10 AM you disappear

Every morning a mirage

Fluttering off into oblivion

Fizzling flying fleeing balloon

Hanging off the soulless rear view mirror

High on helium

In the corner of my good times

Safe from public view.


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