smile

Upturned lips, an expression of joy.A mask for those who in private we scorn,Turned upside down it becomes a frown.In rictus, it is horror.C’mon pretty show us your -I’ve got the camera, so flash us;Cheesy though it may be This was for a dVerse prompt: Just sling us a poem of precisely 44 words (notContinue reading “SMILE”