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.