fame's fiction

another costume drapes idle limbs

a soul astray, lacking virtue and sincerity

an unkempt mind, valuing wit over wisdom

intimacy always revealing the emptiness inside

adored from a distance, yet always alone

until the performance is over

and the truth is revealed

Reviews

[Dalton Holt]

Very nice poem. Your word choice is incredible, and the poem bears a strong message. I look forward to reading what other works you have.