Smile for the camera, Jane.
Twist and turn.
Head up, shoulders back
Teeth showing, back straight.
Smile for the camera, Jane.
Strip her...cut her,
They pinch and poke her,
Crack her, break her
Make her bleed.
Sweet sick voices
surround her.
Smile for the camera, Jane
Clean her wounds and dress
her up.
Look her in the eye and
tell her this is best, it's okay
And she nods in agreement.
Smile for the camera, Jane
What they do not see,
is there is no life in her eyes
She had been dying. She is
dead. They don't know
The bulbs keep flashing.
Smile, Jane, Smile Big Now.
Stanza breaks might help emphasize some of the twists here.
Smile for the camera, Jane.
Twist and turn.
Head up, shoulders back
Teeth showing, back straight.
Smile for the camera, Jane.
Strip her...cut her,
They pinch and poke her,
Crack her, break her
Make her bleed.
Sweet sick voices
surround her.
Smile for the camera, Jane
Clean her wounds and dress
her up.
Look her in the eye and
tell her this is best, it's okay
And she nods in agreement.
Smile for the camera, Jane
What they do not see,
is there is no life in her eyes
She had been dying. She is
dead. They don't know
The bulbs keep flashing.
Smile, Jane, Smile Big Now.
I could also imagine breaking up the lines more. There are some nice line breaks - "Clean up her wounds and dress / her up." but perhaps more lines breaks, even more stanza breaks could keep the anxiety building throughout this poem.
The repetition of the "Smile for the camera, Jane" help frame the poem. It's interesting to me that the only thing Jane clearly does in the poem is nod her head. All other suggested actions (besides dying, I suppose) are suggested to her.
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