With jawbreaker eyes
and a rot-you smile,
they wash you again.
Dissolved, in solution, rinsed
around the glass of a warm beaker.
"Get cooking," his voice comes through
the pleasant taste of a grin.
It won't stop. You will react.
Judgment has no weight
against the pace of a smiling god.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 3:13 PM UTC
With jawbreaker eyes
and a rot-you smile,
they wash you again.
Dissolved, in solution, rinsed
around the glass of a warm beaker.
"Get cooking," his voice comes through
the pleasant taste of a grin.
It won't stop. You will react.
Judgment has no weight
against the pace of a smiling god.