i found my smile again

A while ago,

Someone took it:

My  smile.  

It took forever to get it initially

And someone took it

Took possession of it

As if it didn’t belong to anyone.

But it was mine.

It wasn’t let out for someone to snatch.

It was mine.

Inside me.

locked up.

My name was on it

 like a tattoo

It was given to me.

but I let someone have the key

someone I thought

could be trusted

and now they’re gone

and so is my smile.

Now someone is walking around with it as if it’s theirs.

Frantically,

 I looked for it

And when the search proved futile

I gave up.

But I found a new one!

This new one,

It was in someone’s pocket, 

In the appearance of something else

--Of someone else.

disassembled

in little pieces

(t

                                                           hank

                     you

for taking the time

To help me put the pieces together                    )

No one’s getting the key this time. 

--alexgeorge