ISIDA DERVISHHASANI

Isida Dervishhasani

Mr. Right?

Does Mr. Right really exist,

or is he just Santa Claus for grown women?

My soul has enjoyed both the bad boys

and the Prince Charming,

but it has never encountered “Mr. Right.”

Maybe he’s just a house pet,

nice, tamed, present, but uninspiring?

Mr. Right might only be an obstacle

standing in the way of real love.

My life is but a second

too short to spend searching for him.

So, what?

That pair of blue jeans

satisfies the womanly

needs of mine.

So, what,

people?

I am middle-aged

unable body

woman.

A human like me

 risks never

getting married.

I turned off

caring who he

is, and with whom

he is, button.

I will not leave

without living

all the pleasures

in this world.