Ms. Mohawk (eternallydivine) wrote in torturedartists,
Ms. Mohawk
eternallydivine
torturedartists

latent masquerade

A tempest rages
in my head.
I wonder
if I could melt
into the powder-blue oblivion
of the wall
as to
conceal my
apathy (or affliction).
No one perceives
what is on the inside,
something like misery,
but not quite.
Is it so plain?
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