Sunday, April 5, 2009

Mirrors and Lipstick

The name you never wished to see
Written with the tacky pink lipstick
Is now on the bathroom mirror.

After a long, hard day of pain,
"He doesn't deserve you"
Is written on the wall.

You can't see in the mirror
Because of all the gossip
Scrawled on the glass.

Lipstick on your cheeks
As you watch her in the mirror
And think about your wife at home.

Excitement courses through your veins
As 12 screaming girls
Push and shove to get a look at their dresses.

Her full heart beats quickly as you
Apply the stains to your daughter's lips
And give her room to spread her wings.

The stench of alcohol on your breath,
Three stumbling men,
And you in your wife's bra and lippy.

Claire with a tube in her shirt,
Bender clapping slowly,
(Even though he liked it.)

"SPRING BREAK!!!"
"I love you!! --Ali"
Queen Amidala's lips.

Costume party--
The stick is now black
As the spider-webbed mirror looms in front of you.

My brother's mirror became
Covered in kissy marks
From his hysterically laughing mother and two sisters.

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