Yetbutaswell

You put on lipstick as others put on shoes

He’s not an English teacher you know

He’s not a goddam English composer

Yes, it seems to you that you are warm

At last, what with all the attributions

And the wandering aimlessly off now but

You would not be able to pass

Palisades without tapping that left foot

Along the way with Fleetwood Mac’s “Go

Your Own Way.” What, did you really think

We didn’t see you dancing by yourself?

That and beaucoup de musique classique

And all whatever else you care to call it

My French sucks, but fuck I’m alive with you