“Mask Fashion”

6 Sep

“Mask Fashion”

Through scarlet crypts
of poinsettias
this beloved headdress
turns a threadbare page, a flint mark
to blow this blouse
another story for your years
another sash,
another primrose, marked one
chalet and lipstick, goblins
tantamount to nothing
abandoned swing sets,
bubblegum in your hair
for this the angelic
coals with their wings
a rare promise
with the rise of your belabored health
belabored breathing
at last the mentally cured cyclone
rinse with me.

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