should have seen it

And I pretend that I take
buses for intellectual stimulation
for adventure
and people and pictures and words
But we both know
I only take the bus alone
because no one will ask me
to ride in the car

And I persist in forgetting
that none of them ever called me friend.

because

of the truths they tell
when your head is swollen
and the lies they tell
when your heart is broken

what else are the friends for?

spotlight

I stand at the mirror
practising smiles
and I wait for inspiration
For I cannot pretend
I've never been able
Not unless they know
Not unless I tell
Not unless it is
a production promoted
with bells and whistles
and a warning