A Geisha Today a Convict Tomorrow

A geisha today a convict tomorrow My mouths are all speaking Blah Glad and Hah Sad I cannot hear them for I am done Broken and cracked, an egg of myself A cowgirl whose nose is out of joint A different smell than others have My green eyes are a glory to my face Looking at me from a mirror Only I understand, and no one else can see I am holding things together with A pretend hand. Secretly conducting a mariachi band. A geisha today, a convict tomorrow. If you knew what I was thinking You would be ahead of the game. I have mouths that listen and a nose That speaks. I have eyes that don’t see The cracks at all, loving myself In spite of the blah glads and hah sads I am all I have got, and it is more Than enough. A geisha today, a convict tomorrow.