Seemingly Sunny Days Poem by Minnie Gehrig

My lips are crimson,
n the words just spill out,
feathers floating in air,

dropping a slow
n deadly stare upon
your reflection in the mirror,
which just smiles,
that ghostly jokers smile,

lips half parted,
breath through the nose,
laughter,
haunted n shallow,
emerges from,
closed throats,
n hangs n the air,

ciggarette smoke n ashes,
coffee n the morning,
a girl,
sliding down her seams,
unraveling,
her too tight skin,
a sick shadow of joy
emerging,
beneth the veneer of,
seemingly sunny days.........