Your joke was so funny
I faked a laugh,
and forgot the punchline
to this riddle called life,
that you called an answer,
that I argued with bitter resentment,
a trap door that lets love flood through
the cracks of our unfortunate souls, locked
in four thousand bulletproof cages,
that let battery acid spill
on our soft marble skin.
You're awkwardly hideous
when you smile.
I'm not in love
with your annoying laugh.
Your joke was so funny
I faked a laugh,
and never fully recovered
from this tragedy called life,
that you called a blessing
that I granted with temporary complexity,
a draining hole that lets hate seap through
the tears of our contaminated souls, locked
in four thousand waterproof cells,
that let acid rain spread
on our bruised tainted skin.
You're beautiful
when you frown.
I'm irresistable
when I let you down,
or so you say.