Hypocrisy

i am not
the gaudy plastic daisy
in the center of the table,
demanding attention through
shameless halfhearted impersonation

no, i
am the silk flower in the corner,
quiet copy that no one bothers
to affirm
save a very few

and then
when they reach out to examine
they find that i
am nothing but
a thin pretentiousness

at least
the merry daisy
knows she is
a fraud