I sell a smile with every drink,
with souls dancing in the night.
I fill vials of poison,
venomous green, handed to strangers who fervently gulp
to forget their troubles.
The music beats through my bones,
blood coursing like the liquor lined up in fives
before the girl with the glittering eyes.
Money rolling across my palm,
I smile and thank the giver
from behind my porcelain mask.
As the lights go up
The air hangs heavy
The lines at my eyes full of sleep.
I sell a smile
to keep my own.
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