Fake Cigarettes

Fake Cigarettes

A Poem by Connor Veenstra

Demon under angel halo, actor under plastic nose,
Parents under false assurance, writer under purple prose,
Plastic smiles, hidden frowns,
Wooden shoes and plastic crowns,
Three chins under fragile ego,
Mobile lawn with plastic seagulls,
Fear of isolation dyed over with a neon blast,
Damaged psyche wearing skimpy t-shirts like a see-through cast,
Sunglasses hiding panic in their shattered irises,
Quirky t-shirt covering a growing sense of lifelessness,
Apple juice inside a hip-flask, plastic passions,
Fake cigarettes and hateful lashes,
Lost friendships, fear of others, crawling backwards back to mother,
Man made of wet clay becomes a house of mirrors,
Best friends tries to tell him something, but he can't hear her,
New layer of paint to cover up the other five thousand,
Tries to dig and find the first but never found it.

© 2019 Connor Veenstra


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oh the things we do and what we might wear to cover up our insecurities....and the way we act also to hide behind some mask of make=believe because we don't believe in ourselves enough--
i like the "crawling backwards to mother" line.
reminds me of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button----wanting to grow young and then go back in the womb, then not have existed at all.
j.

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Connor Veenstra
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I'm an amateur writer/poet/creative type looking to get some critique on his work. more..

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