I said
I’ll wear the mask if I have to
I will inherit the crown…
– Suicide Silence
Who among us has not wasted
these smaller things? These stones.
Thrown them loose just to listen
to the ripples on the sea. We know
things; we even say them. We sway
them to our needs, filter them through
glove and blindfold, veil and vein.
We’re tamed by silence, tuned by
storm. Who among us has not
donned the mask, ignored the crown?
..
A second offering for day 2 of the Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge.
Fantastic. Sad, pathetic But fantastic. Bravo
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