Smile

A smile is earnt, not filigree basket handed as Red carbon copper dressage notes shaped as rose core womb If I laugh, the cackle, dead back throat Then I conjoined twin it with a smile and you Manage-á-trois with your white hollow heavens Or if the mood should swarm me and alien I determine To be pleasant in feeling and warmth within Red cheeks and teeth to the nightscape Then you copy-cat as we swallow breaths and vanish A smile is earnt, not given as a whore Even a whore comes with a price printed in depths A smile for a smile's sake is a lie A lie is deeply insulting and hideous Smiles for nothing but air and sweet CO2 Are repellant and vomit-heavy. _ This is my reply to a question I was recently asked. "Do you ever smile?" At the time I only replied with "If you make me smile, then obviously I would be smiling. But for the hell of it, generally no". So regardless, my explaination of why smiling like an imbecile is insulting and worthless.