Must’ve been a mostly pretty one,
though now the lack of fun has seen to that.
Be sure to batten down the eye
and also act surprised
when the guests arrive.
Not that I intend to moralize.
The ways devised are divisive enough.
Derisive speech erupts
through every orifice.
When did you first realize
that artifice reigns supreme?
I think it first occurred to me in dream,
but so many awful, half-baked ideas
arise there that I gave it
next to no thought. Instead,
I bought myself a pack of smokes
and some crude jokes
whose punchlines landed
with all the grace of wet cement.
Come see me after the show at any rate.
I won’t confirm or deny
anything worth remembering.