Silent Revenge

Tears.

Through sewn shut slits
I watch them file past.
In no particular order.
Reverent.
As never before.
Ears pinned back
Reveal their whispers of
How peaceful I look
In my waxy pallor,
Underneath the clown mask hue.
Coiffed and sprayed hair
Covers those ears.
Taking in all
those things they wish
They’d said before.
Through pasty, painted lips
I laugh an echoed chamber laugh
knowing I now had
what I’d always wanted.
Revenge, and regret spills from their eyes.
Tears.