Smile

Smile, and he'll go away!

Oh! how I could almost taste the lick of heaven slivered

urging me closer as a serpent of temptation

had it not been for the disguised angel of the devil's litter

I would have, should have, frolicked in salvation

Cursed be to you

who so desperately imprisons me in limbo

how I wish you'd heed at last supposed lies as true

and that you would meet your end in sorrow

If I shall be fed to hell, you shall follow me

my darling stain on white-washed tiles

shoo! quit snapping at my patience

for you have failed; can you not see my smile?...

                                                                just smile...

                                                                               smile...

Author's Note

No sure where this came from.
Photo courtesy of PlaceboFX on Deviant Art.

Reviews

[BorealPoet]

Another interesting work. Well done. I especially like the fade at the end. Just smile... smile...

[Baby Ricochet]

Cool. I especially like the first two lines. They read like a sexual metaphor. It lacks the violent metophors that characterize your style but you can't do that all the time any more than I can be funny all the time. It's got Tai flow and the last stanza ties into the first well. Another Tai Masterpiece!!

[Extant]

I'm not sure how I feel about this; it's great and it has you buried in it and it's original. The whole poem fits so well together, it's hard to pick favourites. I like the little tail, leading off.

[Tai Ryens]

Thank you; though I did find it difficult to find a way to tie it all together: particularly in the last stanza.