lo, and behold

Stemming from my original mission to create 365 poems. A culmination of years past and days present.


7 August 2005

7: The Upper-Middle Class Dream

Doctoral prestige: Pride, money, respect.
Status, class, homes
(in the good part of town)
To be revered, picture photo frames
of Their joy; not his. But he smiles into an empty wall,
Thinks nothing of what's been done.