a hairspray mist
hangs in the air
with a cigarette smoke aftertaste
reminds me of growing up
of grownups
now i’m a pot pie
vented and steaming
full of meat
full of gravy
and of graves
floating and leaving no trace
a hairspray mist
hangs in the air
with a cigarette smoke aftertaste
reminds me of growing up
of grownups
now i’m a pot pie
vented and steaming
full of meat
full of gravy
and of graves