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Nice to Meet You (Too Bad We Never Met)


“Fine” is applied easily like lip gloss - a familiar move in this stock display. Done without any thought of moral loss, part of hello that's completely cliché. Like cosmetics, it smooths assorted nicks, stifling our wayward imperfections. Approval, a judge offering just kicks - a side mirror enlarging corrections. Small talk an acceptable distraction from the discipline covering my eyes. Wit provokes the truth, if just a fraction. To feel someone's sanctioned smile as reprise! Grasping a reset option, I now feel fit to give answers that do not conceal.
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