Reality Faced
As quiet motoring ascends
chauffeur remembrances abound
From lessor plans
does this essence come
where once dirt-covered driveway
now adorned by heated concrete
reducing winter's ice to vapor
to pedestal Michelins X
Where once scrub oak ran amuck
Gold Hinoki cypress trees line the driveway
embracing switchbacks to the fortress façade
behind rolling hills the Wall Street mote begat
Hesitant eyes turn from smoked window
to manicured hands folding silk hem over exposed flesh
as if couturiere pampering could insulate the Haves
while peering from bullet-proofed windows at the Have-Nots
Bent backs of gardeners
beneath shredded threads of cotton
straighten to smile their faces of pain
to nod what's expected
to nod with requited obedience
to nod for survival
The Bentley proceeds
its hubris aglow with
gold flecked adornment
chrome in reserve
maintaining modest gluttony
Arched as half coliseum
alike ancient ruin sans crumbling stone
granite storied estate looms above
its extended arms hovering about
the stop
the exit
the entrance
Alcove of marble
dotted like chess pieces astray
maid and butler
servant this
and servant that
await their daily fate
Ignoring the ceremony
she ascends the grand staircase
he gazes after
same question never answered
Retiring to his retreat aka study
he closes the doors
latches tight
stands a moment
finally sliding
back to wall
wall to floor
his slumped respite
eyes fixed on walled library
color coordinated spines
all the classics
all the must reads
all unopened
A little girl picks a flowered weed
hands it to hunched back mother
the spade is laid aside
mother and child
A smile
A touch
Another reality
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