Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Lover's Mask.

I wear the mask 

of my lover's lover. 

He gave it to me,

offhandedly, without thought.


I came to need it.

Wearing it only, at first, 

when we were together.

feeding our bodies with fantasy.


Legs out running around, 

his neck of the woods. 

Now, I keep it close around

my own neck, for safe keeping.


I pull it on 

when I go to the store,

so I can buy my grieving body 

something new.


People desire to think

this is who I truly am.

What a lovely mask, what a 

lovely name, you're so... sweet...


Thank you, I say.

I take it down only

with those that know me, their eyes 

shouting this mask is not my skin.


How sad. I wonder how 

this mask will bleed 

into other parts of me? I wonder.

How long will I continue to bleed?



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Lover's Mask.

I wear the mask  of my lover's lover.  He gave it to me, offhandedly, without thought. I came to need it. Wearing it only,  at first,  w...