Monday, February 22, 2016


The mask falls
and I see you
Ready to flee
to the familiar bubble of your existence 
And the clock strikes
Were you even awake
when I knocked at your door
Were you listening 
when I blew my trumpet 
And the mask falls
I see you
Eyes shut tightly
The image of a prey
facing the predator 
In fear and agony
I can't coax you
to open your eyes
I can't make you believe
what you fear
is what sets you free
The feeling is percolating through me
Freezing my innards
I am afraid
I will pull the mask back on
The illusions you say
Are necessary 
The illusions
give your mask a purpose
The illusions are the status quo
The world seeks of you
Till the next ice age!

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