Incommensurate Masks

Incommensurate masks clot with likening meat...

nerves spray their spidery sensorium.

As the harried depression of water to a tray

of would be ice...fingertips pluck the face.

Bend white the nail scolded coldly...

emotion's One vast beheading was carried

away by the mask it inspired.

A wearing well and unwell fits and refits the

fear pheromone of dressing rooms that are

abattoirs.

The watering down meets and greets...

enlivens footholds that are faces.

Real time captures a corroborating quintessence,

an uproar of crease lines, and baby-faced 

grotesquery.

Konstantinos Mark