05 Nov 2016 – Mall Walk
I used to tell myself ‘you never got me.’
This morning, walking at the mall, I guessed you did.
Michael Kors cologne – you picked it out for me.
I loved the clothes you helped me choose. Perhaps you did,
and I just wasn’t interested in changing,
although (God knows) you saw that I was way past ripe.
Exasperated with a fool unchanging,
you told me ‘just get out’ – I have no cause to gripe.