my lips are looking for tenants.
My lips are no good
and that's their trouble
It knows lots of words,
how to string them together
and make them do
all kinds of funny tricks
how to paint words together
and produce a beautiful portrait
how to mix words with each other
to make a delicacy
and it has not
done me one bit of good
when, when i need it the most
to do the most simplest things of all
“To Smile…”
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Novembreposted on 04/02/2008
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