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I didn't mind
wearing the mask, per se-
a certain comfort comes
with anonymity. But
when a heartless artist
made me his muse,
marked his canvas
with expressions
of impressions
I lost face. I
never put it on again.
I keep my head
down now.
wearing the mask, per se-
a certain comfort comes
with anonymity. But
when a heartless artist
made me his muse,
marked his canvas
with expressions
of impressions
I lost face. I
never put it on again.
I keep my head
down now.
Literature
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I fell in love through a thin sheet of glass
Scraping my skin on the shards as it shattered.
And I fell asleep reaching for your hands
Dreaming of unwritten notes and dial tones.
I thought it would taste like pink lemonade,
But the way I say your name is metallic.
I thought you would be a way to escape,
But my wires got crossed and I became lost.
You're just chasing residual noise
And I'm losing my digital voice.
Literature
Rosemary and Lemongrass
I'm caught between myself and her again couching at the entrance
She promises to pull me back into the cycle I got out of
I'm a bag of myrrh between a bosom of rosemary and lemongrass
Down the alley floats a fragrance that I follow - I can't resist it
O she dresses the sheet cinnamon aloe
I'm the bull and a fool to be pierced by her arrow
Like a bird to a trap you would wish I'd know
With her hands on my eyes the trains barreling close
Through the lattice, from the window, O observer do you watch me?
I'm an old man, but a young naive soul armed with lust, please stop me
From the wayward way, I know it's wrong but
Literature
Split
Run nails down my
arm; I won't let you under
my skin anymore
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