The Joker
His golden delicious red lips
Rosy with a hint of distaste and betrayal
His grassy green hair
Compromises the diseased brain rotting from within
His tall plush shoulder pads
Thin waist and frail stature–demasculinizes
Yet adds weight to his corpse-like, ghostly-pale complexion
His tightly clinched teeth
With his brutal and merciless laughter
Entertains sarcasm and mockery
Revenge he seeks
For his defacement by way of acid
His personal symbol
The two-sided coin
A silly game of life or death
Mastered by none other than the Joker
Gotham City’s most notorious vigilante
A corruptive force
Rooted in civility
By Marckincia Jean
By Marckincia Jean
6/5/15
Copyright © Marckincia Jean | Year Posted 2015
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