what's been missing in your life

my sombrero
simple as an unpaid contract phone bill
cut off in midsentence.
it covers all your flaws with impenetrable
shade. tip your head this way,
i disappear.
 tip your head that way,
you do. if
you keep that fetal position
nice and tight.


i know living under a shadow
can be daunting. you gotta
budget and  we don't agree
on a lot of choices, hell
choice is not a word you want
to be familiar with but i warn you
my sombrero demands it.

take it off, full face sun slam.
leave it on, no one takes you seriously
until you prove yourself.
it's not exactly camouflage

so here, i'ma trade you this thing
for a bargain. what say you take
your princeatude and pop it into
my time machine. i'll tune it
to the proper setting  and we'll
send that bitch back to whatever past
you got it from.