Masquerade Charade

It takes two to speak the truth: one to speak, and another to hear. - Thoreau

wearing glasses with only one lens

a facade twists and pretends

the sandman's throwing dirt at indifferent faces

no footprints, no traces

a half-naked, veiled, dance from an evil temptress

plying certainty in order to coerce a fib to confess

two-faced folks pass by as under their hurried breaths they mumble, "god bless"

breathing carbon dioxide, exhaling gunk and funk

not to mention all the other recycled junk

raggedy air through a permanent, plastic, gemmed, covid mask

no one cares, no one even stops to ask

sporting high-top sneakers with no souls

ignoring all the rips, tears and holes

spitting tears

crying blood

shards of glass from shattered mirrors digging into our calloused feet

leery of everyone we meet or greet

everything baked into an unrisen, no-layer cake

including the dirty, ringed kitchen sink

'tis all about what we feel

hardly what we think

actuality has no need to blink

Author's Note

“If you are a seer, whenever you meet a man you will see all that he owns, ay, and much that he pretends to disown, behind him.” - Thoreau

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

the music/movement and the words sound like a three ring circus.... much discordant music and words...
nothing happy about this piece...a lot of confusion and chaos going on....except that life is SH*T
for so many of us...we're all strangers to each other...not caring what happens to us or society....this must be the 60's because then it was about all we feel, not what we look like or anyone else...nothing really matters except our feelings...the sky could fall in... and so what????
my vision of this Pete!
Warmly, B

[Pete]

well, that's a pretty good vision. you must be 20/20. thanks as always for sharing b. ... :)

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re so welcome Pete
Warmly, B