La Chanteuse Poem by Sheena Blackhall

X factor singer on a soaring note
Unleashes the vibrato in her throat
Her hands in her white gloves are damp with sweat
This is her most nerve-wracked audition yet

Her hair's been bleached to catch the judge's eye
She's swallowed a small something on the sly
She's not an addict yet, unknown and young
Wait till she's famous and the tabloids come

That's when the old temptations beat their drum
That's when the talent & the health's undone
For now she's all a quiver on the stage
The latest bubble of our air-head age

Who seeks to tread the thorny road to fame
Yearning to see the spotlights flash their name
How quickly famous starlets come and go
Celebrity's a mirage in the snow