of chameleonic grown-ups.

[a/n: another experiment.]

you were there, right with us
not making commotion nor fuss
invisible, inconspicuous
calm as a storm, what a big plus
chameleon, that’s what you were
blending in, never causing a stir
yes, YOU are to what I refer
YOU are to what I refer
they never notice you
never notice us, either
no one notices us, either
the sons and daughters of a queen
who always on her children lean
barely barely stopped to wean
all of us off of our own dreams
such a queen with which we tarry
so arbitrarily contrary
such a queen we often carry
supporters of the weak, we snivel.
SUCH CHAMELEONS ARE WE
ALL GROWN UP WITH NO WHERE TO FEED
ALL GROWN UP WITH NOWHERE TO ROAM
i guess we’ll make your house our home.