makeup

You scatter my mind
all over the place
with your made-up mind
and your made-up face
and my made-up line
doesn't even pretend
to hook you and string
you along and in. Well,
it seems as if you
took the bait as a joke!
Which is probably true,
in a cosmic sense. I will drop
all pretense, and abandon
all hope. And put this second chance,
this maybe-last line, this next line
around the heart in my throat.