Auditioning for the part of the
People rush by me
and my hollow references
and my one good, pressed white shirt
and my beginner's blowout and makeup.
No one offers me any water
or a shoulder to lean on.
No one ever slips me a bonus
for being so forgiving
to this selfish city.
I keep on trucking
in a very elegant way, of course,
counting my skills and the rest of my