Perfect Boy

He wakes up at 6 am
every morning,
turns the smart alarm
on his Blackburry off,
drinks his coffee, eats his
cereal blend,
Looks through the window
at that morning mist,

He’s careful when accepting
a Fb friend, mindful when
evaluating the risk of rain,
his shirt is on the chair,
it’s ready to be worn,
his shirt is white and clean,
his shirt is plain and lean,
as is his mind, as is his soul,
as is his sheen

He dresses up, checks himself
in the mirror,
makes sure his mask,
his grin are firmly on,
with his raincoat on, a cleaner,
more modern look,
opens the door, walks into the
pale sunlight,
conscious not to fall
into any crack, hole,
not to make a step, or two
that he might regret,

He’s always afraid, but has it
under control,
‘cause his past is right
and his future – bright,
his present –
a mystery to be solved,

He promises himself
to think about it
tomorrow,
when the conditions
are met,
when he meets that
perfect girl,
that perfect girl
just like him.

 

Copyright Mina Ray 2015

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One thought on “Perfect Boy

  1. Un parfait poème pour débuter cette matinée grise et pluvieuse…le “perfect boy” nous intéresse, en quelque sorte nous encourage à persister… le rythme des vers, les sonorités nous entrainent….Un parfait poème….

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