kenny picasso

out of the blue
the woman
checking your
groceries says that
you look like an older
kenny chesney.
i'm sorry, you say,
but who's he?
a cowboy singer,
she says, smiling,
showing her teeth.
you take it
for a compliment
dip your hat
and say, why thank
you ma'am.
then you get home
set the bags
onto the kitchen
table, and your wife
takes a long look
at you and tells
you that more
and more
each day you look
like pablo picasso
near the end of
his life. it hasn't
been a good day.