Sunday, April 7, 2013

7 - New Job

She screams pink
and gold
tasting the lipstick-tinted flavor of
freedom and plastic-held cosmetics

in the fact that she has been
set loose by makeup
unfettered by face cream and eye cream

eyes opened
and wild
and crinkled into a smile for the first time

she knows how ironically her freedom was bought
for one hundred dollars
and how her first fancy dress
gave power to her words

1 comment:

  1. Ah, the empowerment of artificiality. Brilliant exploration, lizzydragon.