a mask or two

Have you noticed how my mask sparkles in the sun?

Have you noticed the colorful feathers that surround its top?

Have you not admired my mask a million times before?

Was it not a sight that you enjoyed so much?

You marveled at the words that fell out,

of the perfectly shaped lips

and you fell for the ambers of my eyes,

You caressed this face with gentle fingers

and sharp thoughts,

but you never really saw,

that is wasn’t me that you touched

it wasn’t me that you admired,

I was there underneath it all

but you never took the time

to play with the illusion,

you never even tried

to take off the mask

that was only plastic,

that was never

and will never be