good work

look, there's betty.
she had some work done,
shelly
whispers to you
behind her
latte cup, watch,
watch her when
she comes out
of the bathroom.
she's got that
monkey face thing
going on, all
the skin pulled
back and knotted
behind her
blonde hair.
blonde, right,
she adds in,
licking the foam
of her gingerbread
latte off
her lips.
wait, wait, here
she comes, don't
look, don't look.
okay now.
last week I swear
she was thirty
pounds heavier.
someone stuck a hose
in there and pulled
those scones
right out of her.
unless she had a baby.
this makes
her throw her
head back and she
chokes a little
as she laughs.
I'd never ever have
that kind of work
done, she says.
look at my face, do
I need work done.
hell no. say hell
no. hell no, you
answer, but then turn
your head back around
to check out betty
who looks
pretty darn good
from over here.