Smile Poem by Irma Goo

this smile
with lips dusty
muscles strained
growing rusty
teeth stained
glowing showing
past mistakes made

this smile of mine
seldom sees
the day
remains locked
for time

today, I rummage
within self
back corner
on shelf
abandoned
I find
this smile of mine
and demand it
go home!
under nose
settled or disheveled
nestled in lips rose

command it, I try
wrestle, I tug
attempt to lug
this smile from inside
deep in hole, it resides

In short, I resign
I relinquish my smile
and resort
to a line