The Pretentious Curl Of Your Lips

You’ve got way too much
Time on your hands
(Not to mention blood)
And as you sit in the dark
Writing poetry
We can’t help but notice
The pretentious curl of your lips.

You pout
And flutter your eyelashes
And smile
At your own reflection
In the speckled glass
Of the aged mirror
That you deem
Poetic enough
To hold your image.

And we fold our arms
Unimpressed.
Our lips turned down
In a comical mockery
Of your own.

You’ve got way too much
Time on your hands
We observe
Our eyes on your
Stacks of
Self portraits.

You roll your eyes dramatically.
Lip curled pretentiously.

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

I find myself pouting and fluttering my eye lashes as i read this! I love it!

[Eira Anchor]

I wish i didn't love this because it's incredibly insulting :'(