December 22, 2020

Favorite

 (c) 12/2020

This is what it’s like to be the favorite—

late night Moo Goo Gai Pan,

just me and Daddy.

 

We graduate to rum and coke.

 

Favorite

is a trendy dress,

money for platforms, albums, books.

 

Then, I disappoint—

inevitable as larva turning.  

My edges blunted

long before the storm.

 

Favorite

is betrayal.

An unhatchable pupa—

never an emerging imago.