happy birthday

you hate birthdays.
it's just
another notch
on the bars of
your life,
telling you another
year
has passed, one
less year
to enjoy, or endure
depending on
how love
or the market does.
you try to think of
what would make
your birthday
more exciting,
and something
that you would look
forward to.
perhaps a bikini
clad woman jumping
out of a cake,
that would help,
for starters.
she could have sparklers
in her hand,
a tiara on her head.
when she opened
her mouth confetti
would fly about.