Poems from laura.munley
Wake up
Get dressed
Boobs out
Makeup on
Go out
Fake smile
Fake teeth
Fake pictures
Fake pop-stars
Fake world
Go home
Look in the mirror...
Light glittering gently off crests of lapping wake
thick rusty chains groan
in protest of my featherweight
fresh cut wet grass
...
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain
Says the voice of the little man caught in his own lie
He asks you to ignore his physical...