celebrity

You got your dream,
so now what do you want?
Flashes of rum and cigarette buds
circle your blood-shut brown eyes;
friends that were present
are now in dismay
by your trashy articles
and overly-censored spats
on the television.
Vision of just a guitar and voice
in the intimate coffeehouse
washed away in Las Vegas;
you have your smutty tank top
and torn jean shorts
that were bleached
at last night's after-party--
your lyrics were thrown into a raffle
for others to monopolize your dignity.
Your "dream" was a nightmare in disguise,
but you are too busy kissing butts
of your puppeteers to care.