When Smiling becomes a drug

You build up a fortress of smiles
a fun house
laughing and giggling
feeding off the rich humor
setting up punchlines
then snorting them
like a powder

Gotta get some solitude
get lost
Gotta stare out that window
and wonder

Every now and then
Gotta think about the rain

The sun has been hanging around
for far too long
your skin
now leather
a leather purse
from an endangered species

Longing for the cold moon
piercing rays
jousting with your thoughts
no longer fearing
but getting excited for the darkness

Sometimes
you need to kiss the ground
to really fall in love
with the sky