妆

扑上抽离的粉底
画上沦陷的眉

扫上失落的眼影
夹上虚伪的睫

涂上黯淡的唇
再抹上
惆怅的腮红

完美地

在人群中

粉墨登场

Changing States

So full of rage she is heated,

melting her eyes out of her sockets.

Distraught, she reaches for spoons to contain her liquified dread,

sending them to the freezer.

After hours, she feels her way to the fridge,

retrieving her frozen sight.

She places the iced ovals into her hollows.

All she sees is a murky greyness, the

truth.