Deceive with a smile.

Instinctive use, inherent hate.

Sometimes it seems it

would be easier to break

that lower part of the face off.

Force people to read

my hurting eyes.

Without a mouth, without

cracked lips

which go on auto-pilot.

Shift into reassuring smile,

each readout statement

F i n e

Blithely looking at the horizon

on the bottom

of the sea.

Remove the teeth that clench over

my fears. Deep secrets

longing for freedom.

And I'm afraid

I'm most afraid

of that.