The Mouth: Poem
Quite the mouth
her laugh reveals.
From across the room
I can count her molars.
And I'm angry because
I'm not in on the joke.
I saw a girl laughing in the cafeteria at school and it made me happy that she was happy, even though I don't know her.
all rights reserved. copyright Justin W. Price April 2011.
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