pink 2010

my year of pink,
seeping into
my clothes,
a solvent in
my veins,
bad case of
menopausal acne
on the side,
to go.

my She
reveling,
rioting
one last time
in all her
frivolous,
feminine
anti-redness.

flaccid
pink
brain,
skin,
stomach
where
ruby tough
thought,
callus,
gut
once lived.


I've
always
hated pink,

I think.

now

a fresh white
clean bright
page

age

My body has begun
acting it's age
griping
"Hey!?"
things suck
in here!

My boss says:
"dress professional"
I interpret:
"dress your age",
drop the hemlines
and funk,
adopt black as
my favorite color:
hit it
right
on
the money.

I get myself up and
put myself to bed
in stages
'cause it
takes
so
long.

My skincare routine
has acquired
several
extra
steps

I'm having trouble
getting my makeup
done
in under
15 minutes.

I now own
one of those
pill boxes with
M T W TH F S S
on it
and
five pair
of reading glasses.