slips like a sword from its sheath
ever-so
superciliously,
from the cleverest of thin-lipped
serpentine smiles; people laugh.
Almost always, invisible someone
sobs silently.
Musing Forward…Thoughts, Words by JF Toomey
So I like to write poetry and maybe a vignette or two, but I can't always say where the thoughts or the words come from. Enjoy!
Musing Forward...Thoughts, Words by JF Toomey 
Well said.