Local anchors list the ways
viewers might enjoy tomorrow.
One says, “Get some great....”, but
that seems like a stretch.
The other snickers, meaning,
“Where were you going with that?”
Like you thought
*
Like you could defend
vanity
in the sense of
idle conceit,
vacuous self-
absorption,
doing whatever
it takes to
whatever
because,
really.
*
As if to say,
“Conceit
is the vacuum energy.”
Copyright © 2013 by Rae Armantrout. Used with permission of the author. This poem appeared in Poem-A-Day on October 30, 2013. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive.