smiles at a cocktail partyA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonwe only smile when it serves us.
i politician-smiled
at too many people tonight: the forty-something lady who couldn't butter her sarcasm the vietnam vet with one arm the alcoholic english teacher who looked a little more than tipsy the dwarfish gent who made me laugh the man with boozey eyes who told me stories of ohio winters the indian neighbor who worked at nasa and snapped pictures like a playboy photographer his fat wife who invited me over i was obliged to decline, partly because i was drunk and planned to get drunker, but mostly because i was tired of seeing picture-esque stranger smiles and perfect white teeth. © 2011 Daniel AtkinsonAuthor's Note
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