Notes From The Overground

You are Mary Steenburgen
I am just Adam from Philadelphia
I greatly admire your dark curly hair
Feline jaw & long face leading to
Bone-thin shoulders & a porcelain collarbone
I am more than a little sad you married Ted Danson
I did like him on “Cheers”–now, we all did
But he keeps cheating his damn hairline
Yours looks so thick I could lose a hand in it
Disappear for days, call out in only echoes
You were always the Mom with some imperfections
Like stuttering at cocktail parties only or brow sweat
Why don’t they cast you in good science fiction?
With a battle axe or devious laser to destroy vegetation
All the while you would squeeze your eyebrows & skin together
Into a look that would say, “Do you really, really want to do THAT?”
Yes, Mary, I do with you & your flower petal blouse ensemble
Shortened word pronunciations & a smell like J&J baby powder
I would own you on a poster on my wall, Mary, but nobody makes one
© Adam Bresson

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