Broken Muse
a dabbler in verse till a decade ago - mostly poems written once upon a time - -
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.
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