real hard, so my teeth show
and everybody knows that it must be funny.
But then I notice they are watching me
maybe to see if a thought bubble will burst overhead
and spill my secret whims.
To protect these thoughts a new idea has to occur
and replace that vault's door with a thorny wall
or a crinkled wrapped up sweet on a revolving pedestal.
Something like that usually comes to mind
and I sweat to keep the turnstile turning,
the thorns growing.
What happens if
everyone can really read my mind but
they are playing dumb to see the ending?
Even if I try to stop this thought
keeps coming back, worse and worse,
and pulls my mouth long and wide
until the smile is catching on teeth and
pops off the white and yellow
to spill my fancies to everyone...
I guess I'll have to think of another one.