gaudy mask

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bridging poems

 

Gaudy Mask

(an abstract)


Above, the awnings creak,
their fabric shouting harshly,
praising the gaudy,
silencing the frail.

 

The paper mask endures —
it waits, attentive,
for hands to bind its edges,
joining its empty stare.

 

 

 

 

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