Hey
I hope you have been peaceful,
Even when confronted with tumultuous renovations
May your wall stand ever statuesque

Life's been good on my side,
Strolled through jovial, inflated sales
Feigned mirth, made friends without name
Forgot them the very next day

Bore mugs to another
Prince oh-so-charming (that's what he thinks he is)
My head bowed, my smile a repulsive gash
On otherwise closed and taut skin

Dressed formally too, to perpetuate the appearance
And that afternoon,
I watched tea leaves form an anchor,
Latching to my despairing reflection

He asked me to visit his family
Been quite nice, considerate
I still stand trippingly on the threshold
Don't worry about me