Don Draper tells his kids important news
He slicks his hair back like his son
And his daughter acts better than his wife
Even though they both have a lisp
Divorce!
Leaving the company!
But shhh
the latter’s a secret for the weekend.
Please, Peggy Olsen, we can’t watch without you
but Joan Holloway might make up for it
damn, those curves
damn, those red locks
damn, that woman can act
I want a show, with only Mrs. Harris (be discreet)
I was surrounded
and now I’m thinking in French
but don’t understand
I’m thinking about ramen
as I stalk Facebook
Can’t decide what matters more
They said this city is like an onion
All these layers you can peel back
old city, south street, center city
South, west, north
to that little side street you call Home
Then you can picture the whole place in your head
Know how to feel about each one of these spots
Who lives there and how they feel
And why you can’t go to Those Corners
Because that’s the last time you saw them
And you knew it would be
Then you remember That Bar
Because you were in love there
And you made friends there
You don’t go that often
But those nights are always in your heart
This city is an onion, and these layers
Have been peeled back
cooked on cheesesteaks
You ate it up over and over
Sometimes you felt too full of it all
But it’s always delicious
I was at the beginning and the end
Reaching for something to remember this by
And left empty-handed
It was worth it to try
It was worth it to feel this now
Even though I’ll never have the chance again
Just know: it doesn’t count when I have to ask-
It wasn’t anyone, only one I didn’t want to know about this-
And I don’t regret
