Sometimes
I imagine what it would be like
to wake up every morning
for my face and my name
and personally trained shakes
and boulevard sprees.
Sometimes
I imagine what dog I’d pick
to name and pamper
So that I could sport the LV pooch line.
Sometimes
I imagine if I’d learn my driver’s name
and smile at my waiters.
Sometimes
I imagine if I could smile more than I do
and if it could ever be real
when followed by a flash,
sometimes.

Good Shabbes Good Shabbes holy ones
love always
xoxo