Jet-black Jackie-O shades do more than protect from the sun.
Emotion hidden, large brims cover the surprised, involuntary eyebrow movement when another shows unexpected patience.
Lips can be trained to speak a lie, to make shapeless words into curvy, appealing sounds.
The frustration masked in the dark tint, as eyes do not betray what the heart knows.
A sigh, a stare falls, and then darts up to meet the reflection of another pair of sunglasses, concealing the lying blue eyes.
Eye contact exchanged for false connection, in the effort to distort human emotion, fabricate a situation, glasses conceal all.
Psuedo time between the 2 lenses, without the ability to read the truth in ones eyes, one may as well quit the meaningless conversation.
In a whisper, lips feign a smile; it glides across a painted face with no hesitation, and creates the illusion of ease.
Eyes flaunt the truth. Exposed and defiled, barren and soulful.
Eyes speak with genuine faith as lips attempt to conceal it.
So put on those av's, because lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of not just art, but humanity.