faking a smile

Faking a Smile

It’s never
too late to
toss old

To come
around to
a new
way of
seeing things.

To recant
repent &
repeal your
pleas &

Change isn’t
out of
the question.

Spruce up
& it’s

I sense
you’re not
buying it.

I sense
you’ve reeled
into the
black pit
of experience.

& yet…
it’s still
that gleam
in your

Miles past
wishful thinking,
you fake
a smile.

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