mask

Location

masquerade.

a masquerade of sorts,

and i shall hide behind

the velvet curtain.

streaming down to cover my

light, blushed face.

vexation of no sorts,

i too begin to believe

that i belong in some type of

institution.

late a.m. lyrics call my

name like sweet words ripping me apart

at the very seams of my being.

i am as small

and as within

as you think.

but i aspire to be as loud

and as big

as the big bang.

 

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