What are you trying to hide?
is the million-dollar question
posed by the Dead Sea Salts Guy
in the middle-of-the-mall kiosk
as he has emollient cream to fix
every clumsily concealed shame.
He notes my pink-ruddy cheeks,
dry patches on my eyelids,
dark circles, lines around my eyes,
laugh lines, blemishes, crepey skin,
everything aging with the promise
of youthful vibrancy and tightness
following 6 to 8 weeks of daily use.
He even notes my chewed fingernails
You must stop biting. As if I didn’t
know. As if over years and with less
jowl elasticity one becomes saggier
of mind and social understanding.
I can’t help but wonder if Dead Sea
Salts Guy would sell more creams with
Look at you, absolutely perfect. Gorgeous!