Yawning soccer mommy
as you stand with crossed arms
on the perimeter
of the stage at center
under the microphone
stand of the vocalist
ask yourself one question
am I too old to rock
really you can't even
let you hair down to show
even for a moment
the gray hair in your mane
take a minute to check
your ego at the door
or if your poor husband
doesn't die of despair
over your cold charade
or of embarrassment
only he knows you well
enough to know whether
left alone for so long
you became uptight bored
devil may care whether
you're dying of cancer
to be frank I'm sorry
you may have a migraine
or you may serve a still
higher purpose for God
really it was Sunday
it was late tomorrow
on the other hand lasts
until the work day ends
create your own karma
yawning soccer mommy
kill the bile and venom
seething within my heart
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