I saw you at the fish market
A real Mona Lisa
Are you the same after the divorce
I heard the scandals from night too
Will nature truly take it’s dated cause
You only swim upstream
Why do you look at the fish like that
Why do you look crossly at your plate
You don’t need to eat the whole of it
They say eat as much as you want to
And then the leftover is art
But with your ocean waves you try to hide your face not as tough as you paint yourself to be
You’re the walking portrait of what I thought
A marriage half-baked was suppose to see
-v.