dcorvus Posted April 17, 2005 Report Share Posted April 17, 2005 I. While strolling in the neighborhood, I see my neighbors going by, some with dogs and some with cats and some with faces smiling and I see some people walking with their heads here there and nodding as their words come flowing like an empty wind that catches leaves and brings them to my face, and I am smiling over hollow flames while someone screams and breaks the walls but they?re really singing to themselves, and in a corner she knits a noose he cleans his father?s gun, but maybe it?s just me seeing things that don?t exist and yes of course I need new contacts, I do agree with God knows what? my face is hurting from my smiling and glass is piercing my bare feet as I laugh along with all their jokes and make the movements of their hate and loves and passions and cruel things that are our precious masquerades over things that they all know and I too know and we all know but they are smiling and I am smiling, and masks are real things after all and I do agree, agree with God knows what. II. Alone in my room, I will face my enemy In the looking glass. -------------------------------- Please comment constructively so I can either polish this before sending it to our favorite poetry editor or relay it to the recycling bin. dcorvus Link to comment
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