It’s not a mask
Or a disguise
It’s not a shroud of smoke I use to conceal my true form
Although I am a monster, sometimes
I can be that harmless little bunny that you’re surprised to see
Behind the threatening, shaking, shrubbery.
I’m the swift and fearless trapeze artist… and the scared elephant
Stomping around being forced to wear a silly costume.
I’m the ear Van Gogh chopped off,
I am what made The Scream howl…
More so I’m the bunny.