D. W. Metz

every reflection
a stranger mirrored
inducing guilt
a mask comes off
another worn
some cracked,
some whole
to embrace
what it brings
anything welcomed
to feel again
strangers wander
the carnival of souls
comedy or tragedy,
each one
a monster hiding
eyelet hollows burn to see
drowning sinking
until the ember fades
closed eyed death
not welcome yet
age of sleep
to dream again
desires disappear
until the mask falls
will not be clear

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