Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The Mask

Blows
Impact
Rage
Gloom
Perplexity
Rapture
Tears
Remembrance
Jostle blindly
And silently
Masked sanely

Don’t rip the mask, please.
You’ll peel off the skin.

You won’t like what you see, I tell you.

You’ll turn away in disgust

And shatter me.