The social climber

To the babe with permanent lipstick
Under the eyes of the sun
Waiting on hold or the office to call

Now the diamond encrusted leather seat
In the executive lift to the big windows

Where you walk in high heels
In the boxes of emptiness
I have seen a caterpillar happier than you

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012