Another insipid day inspired by abusive lips
that never stop moving
Flapping and flapping like gull wings
jetting across a a blank scarlet sky
of hot southern doom.
Humiliated and forlorn, limping to the car,
another skipped duty across a schedule
of moronic mediocrity and endless talk
coupled with lips smirking and snarling over
cheap take out food that giggles and jiggles
down to the gullet to
eventually settle on hips that are big
Big like the eyes rolling.