welcoming teeth

In the glass-shielded propaganda frame
mounted on the bulkhead
of the driver’s
compartment

a carefully-chosen chubby bloke-next-door
is white     in a uniform     straight     smile

I can almost smell his
cheap aftershave

Someone else
has risked the cameras
to rim his welcoming teeth
with crimsonned lips

First published in Uneven Floor

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