The sun holds our plight in contempt
it’s cheshire cat grin shining
while all the prying minds’ eyes
distort us in their image
smug and smiling
and behind our lips, our skulls join in
our fall from grace
a laughter track
for this comedy so divine.
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Good one Matt!
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