Mask
It comes off now and then
And has a soap and rinse
To remove
Sweat and grime
Spittle and vomit
Dust and blood
To get patched up
From finger rakes
Painted nail gouges
It comes off now and then
But never for long
Fear and loathing
Hatred and spite
Place it back on
To face you all again
19 comments:
Nicely done!
Sometimes it does come off. To be put on again.
Well done -the thing about masks is they often reappear.
I immediaty thought of makeup when I read this...of course, I have never worn makeup in my life.
Great post.
i wonder why it can't stay off for too long ....
love this
yes, that's a kind of mask often used. A well done poem.
Yes, "finger rakes" indeed. Wonderfully written. I could picture it as I read about it.
painted nail gouges, made me think this is the mask of a killer. very eerie and thought provoking!
Whoa! Now that's a protective coating. Very powerful!
first poem made for this week's prompt.
very nicely done! :)
I had the same reaction as Lucy: the mask of a killer. Compelling read. Thank you.
excellent...so true
whoa
what/who on earth is under the mask?
powerful prose
Hmm. That was kind of gross. I hope that you haven't been walking around with the vomit and spittle for days before washing.
I like this mask as a turtle shell.
Frightening thing to admit we all need.
disturbing this mask.
That was amazing! The images are so strong, so powerful.
Very lovely. This prompt has brought out the best in writing and honesty. Really nice.
- Chelise
"Dust and Blood"
Summarizes my own journey in so many ways.
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