Within the mundane confines of
each woman's work, you show up.
As toxic as the radon they stick in their mouth,
you give the next victim a sickly smile.
Not convincing enough to make them unaware,
but with a sweetness present enough to trust
You slowly sink into their heart stream
similarly enough to the eventual build up of chemicals
within the precise bodies of the mechanical clock painters
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 11:29 PM UTC
Within the mundane confines of
each woman's work, you show up.
As toxic as the radon they stick in their mouth,
you give the next victim a sickly smile.
Not convincing enough to make them unaware,
but with a sweetness present enough to trust
You slowly sink into their heart stream
similarly enough to the eventual build up of chemicals
within the precise bodies of the mechanical clock painters
01/12/15
