Hot Air Poem by James Hitch

Hot Air



You condemn

The world's shallowness


The 'soul'

is what matters

you say


Beauty is

a construct

you say


It's better

to

supersede

you say


But then

You get an invite

To some gala

or other

and

your date

is

a

slim

tall

tanned

italian

model




of

course.

Wednesday, June 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: hypocrisy
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