Headgear gone wild I
tip my hat to idiots
who have flipped their lids.
Obama’s turban
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Headgear gone wild I
tip my hat to idiots
who have flipped their lids.
Headgear gone wild I
tip my hat to idiots
who have flipped their lids.
Reclaiming the word,
she grabs the bitch by the horns
and makes us all proud.
With all this trash talk
even the winner comes out
smelling like garbage.
Could Cameron Diaz
maybe have done her hair? That
ponytail so wrong.
Anyone who makes
Ryan Seacrest sweat deserves
a special Oscar.
They walk the carpet.
We eat takeout Chinese and
scream for our favorites.
So hungry but the
dress fits stumble past photogs
smile stop nod pose smile.
Dreams of Oscars like
sugarplums dance in their heads.
Hollywood’s Christmas.
Her face fronted a
movement, a magazine. My
mind’s jaw drops in awe.
Crashed. Met Tailies. Then
Others. Hatch blew up. Kate caged.
Got Lost about there.