I am not excelling.

I am not excelling
at this human thing
in which I must make money
and work harder
and make less money
than those with their putters
shaking hands on the green.
As I stand within buildings
as others search for
the perfect shirt
and perfect spanks
as if a muffin top
doesn’t exist
if it’s smothered
beneath a shirt
and I must smile
and greet
and be polite
as they talk me down
as a servant.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina