a ring for my mother
front and center
where she keeps all three
at the tip of her finger.
wears them around with
diamond embellishments.
a whip in hand
studded with a rhinestone
"bitch,"
like the way
I hear everyone call her
when she's not around.
she keeps our
little family circus
in line, in order.
keeps the crowd
coming for more.
keeps up the
limelighted illusion
of our clean cut,
bullshit
fantasy
it's easy when you believe the illusion yourself
