Vision Of The Future

in the kitchen.
a flute in jill's hand and a dress that covers nothing
i poke around the table and find
birthday letters from ex-neighbours
'she's an MP now. nice to keep
in touch with her though.'
i didnt think i'd live to see 16
we catch a glance of ourselves
and she nearly weeps
'it's like we're roleplaying as adults'

in the kitchen.
the boys sit at the dinner table
sweater over polo shirt, cider in hand.
jack's still baby-faced
as they argue over bruchetta.
it's like they're roleplaying adults.
i go to the toilet to check my makeup.
my outfit makes me look like a business woman
i walk like i was born in heels
like i'm roleplaying as an adult.