“Mask”

“Mask”

Departing from familiar,

while waiting in the wings.

Superficial filler,

a price for everything.

Can’t know where I am going,

unless I look the part.

Surface image dweller,

venom in my heart.

A mirror gives me courage,

with each and every glance.

A copacetic mirage,

given half a chance.

A devout and vintage sinner,

my vocation preconceived.

A talented bread winner,

prisoner to my conceit.

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