not my best work as a poet by any realm of the imagination
but it will have to do this sunday as i try to fit into
one of my many roles, yesterday an unused whore,
today a mother, tomorrow i will return to what i do
best: pretend i give a damm, perhaps if i pretend hard
enough i will believe again that one person can do good
for the sake of doing good: not for promises of heaven
or pats on the back, or for the money i now have come
to need: no, perhaps if i pretend hard enough that person
will turn and i will be able to look into his or her eyes
and see that i am good
