Pick an ad any ad
And you can buy magic
To save yourself from the
White yellow sun’s spell
That will destroy your youth,
What’s left of it that is.

You need the protection,
For crying out loud,
From doing any more damage
That is so offensive
to the ma(i)n in the street

Put yourself together
Or let the sting from the
Ocean salt on your skin
Eat you alive again
Hissing and slithering
Like a woman in love
With your brown rough snakeskin

And make up dances that
Make them all laugh loudly
And question who you are,
Old woman, and why you
so stubbornly resist
protection from the su(o)n.

written by Mary Beth St. John
sometime between
1996-2004