Friday, June 27, 2014

The Anneslee Poems: Masquerade

I see the cracks
in your mask
and they’re only getting
bigger.

We both know
the face
that you hide
will not stay covered
much longer.

How many times
will you try
to staple and glue
and staple and glue
it back together?

What will you do
when everyone else

can see what I see?

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