This is Alexis, be gentle with her, she's very fragile, and I'm hoping to get a few more poems out of her.
___________________________________________________
At the spot
in the room
where two walls
meet and greet
alexis is sitting
holding her breath
until her face
starts turning blue
That won't work
so she'll scream
Until at last
her nanny, Anna
turns to her
and sternly says
"Alexis! THAT'S ENOUGH!"
So she stops
but only temporairily.
Maybe tomorrow night
Her beautiful Corvette
will find itself
embracing a tree.
And maybe then
her mother will
lower the sound
when she watches
a 'Melrose' rerun
and her father
will stop pouring
ignore the bourbon
and then perhaps
things will become
okay, just okay.
but headed toward
good.
