A Service Smile

poeticmyth (28)in #writing • 6 years ago (edited)

Put putty on the cracks
my facade is breaking.
Smooth out the ridges,
stretch back the lips,
in grimace or smile--
just make it stick.

Layer it on if you must,
the putty, the paint--
put it all in place,
the perfect mask,
that service smile--
vague but pleasant.

Just make it quick,
my facade is crumbling fast
bit by bit.

Photo credit: Mackenzie D.
Poem: Mackenzie D. 
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6 years ago in #writing by poeticmyth (28)

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