Cities are pretty at night

All lit up -

Sparkly

You can’t even see the dirt underneath the fingernails then.

…

It’s kind of like work clothes:

Suits and stockings

Make up -

My best first Impression.

But that’s not really who I am

Like playing Dress Up in Mama’s closet.

…

I think I’m concluding that I’m more of a country girl than I thought.

‘Cause I need space to breathe

Reality

No masks of pretty faces -

Just me.

…

Where are the genuine? The pure? The unveiled and unashamed?

When the Son of Man returns, will He find faith on the earth???

…

PS I’m not a poet either. This is just how I think…

Pittsburgh by night