Is my hair in little tangles
Do I laugh when I recline
Do I make my paintings messy?
Then, thank you, yes, I’m fine.
Do I lose my rhythm dancing
on a silvery cloud nine
and laugh since it don’t matter
if you laugh at my benign?
When I forget to wear the “good”shoes
where in fancy restaurant, dine
Can’t I let my toes be happy
while indulging my waistline?
Will you think of me uncouth if,
preferring the bus line,
I talk to random strangers
than the snobby, asinine?
Somewhere in the midst of fake
I have to draw the line
and teeter not upon it
but erect in my design.
And, thank you, yes, I’m fine.
Image credit, painting by Angela Morgan
via Messy
Being carefree and comfortable in such situations is bliss despite the eagle eye of the society.
Relatable!
Amazing post!
Enigma π β€
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Thanks so much! Society has a purpose – but then again … π
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I understand! π
Enigma π
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I like the red hat. are you in the Red Hat Society?
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Probably more like the Purple Hat Society with the miss-matched shoes. π
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Wonderful and love the picture π
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Thank you Teri. π
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