Superficial Smiles

Superficial Smiles by Shane Cogan A trapped house can be worse than a prison Cell doors open daily, a sealed house door never Guards who snarl or smile is a guard forever They also torture, but you found your own prism Selected friends are such a treasure Deselect those friends at your leisure Superficial smiles, superficial cries Superficial tastes, superficial wastes Handshakes in the morning Sour milkshakes for lunch Diluted conversations for dinner Repetitive dreams again for bedtime Small talk discussions over a croissant Alcohol dimensions under a florescent Frantic racing is your new norm A lost cause, caught up in a storm Superficial smiles, superficial cries Superficial lies, superficial allies Silly allergies are your only sickness You deem painkillers to be your only cure Subscription pills for the old highs Illegals for the new lows What is right in one place Deemed a disease or a disgrace Solitude is your new pleasure Despair is a lonely measure Superficial smiles, superficial cries Superficial spies with superficial eyes Today's headline is tomorrow's forgotten story Profits over people, with business in all its glory Che Guevara t-shirts or Guerrilla warfare neritic? Revolutionary heroes or a Sunday armchair critic? Mass television pictures replacing dialogue Mindless headline people news is our new fog What would you do now for a taste of reality? Do you miss and crave my sensuality? A frank remark is better than a false smile Our historical heroes are now sadly footnoted No longer accepted, no longer quoted Smiles mean nothing; a false handshake is our new style Superficial smiles, superficial cries Superficial skies with superficial eyes © Shane Cogan, 2013