Heavy Metal

His smile was like pig-iron blasted from a stormy sky in winter.

His tears were like silver mirrors, cracked and splattered on his taut plastic skin.

Because she was as grudging as gold made lead by a malevolent alchemist.

 

©suzanne conboy-hill 2011

 

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