No Proof
post the pictures
where we’re wearing
our most perfect, practiced smiles.
document lies;
alter the truth.
no proof.
it can’t be fake if there’s no proof.
no one would ever be able to tell.
if they could, it wouldn’t end well.
smile.
smile for the picture,
his arm around my shoulder.
joy on my face but panic within.
don’t touch me.
don’t fucking touch me.
recoil as soon as the flash goes off.
but post the pictures anyway,
to show everyone I’m doing well
and everything is all so swell.
no proof.
no proof.
