Old mentor,
Badass queer butch lesbian she was’d,
(Slang was.)
Use her middle finger,
Push up her glasses.
Stoic.
Trait I mimicked,
Albeit with own unique flaw –
Cheeky grins asunder.
Later,
Contacts.
Later,
Lasers.
Is this facade,
Now?
Ancient acts,
Of things we used to be.
Pantomime aplenty.
Hah!