M A S K S
Mar 19, 2024
Who do I see? Don’t I know who I am?
the Artist crippled with pain or
the Poet lost in thought?
what does the day call for?
which mask do I choose?
none are me but all are of me
what your thoughts have created
based on false ideals masks to hide
the crooked me
the ever-bending me
the slow simmer me
