Shadenfreude

Smiles that cut and slice
In lip delicious licks of
Split tongue serpent.

White padded chambers heart
No remorse for sinister in cold blood.
Echoes of an internal agony in its own
Straightjacket of despair.

This sound is deep and empty
Taking on the void in skips-to-my
-Lou just to switch up the dance.
I'll steal yours if you can't steal mine.

The curl of the mouth lies to the eyes.