karma is just a stage name

her momma told her reagen was a great actor
she wins all the hot dog eating contests in town
at 120 lbs
offers aromatherapy sessions
in gas station bathrooms
for all the truckers on the 10
namaste

the devil you know
pigtails and striped knee highs
hopes she doesn't get
diverticulitis
from anal before she figures out what that is

if she played football
she'd beat her aborted children with switches
knock herself right the fuck out
in an elevator too
and still hope to start

calls it a journal
insists that poets are people
who always love to hear themselves speak
a dilemma worthy of Solomon
so she screams
wails and moans
but only when paid for lip service