by Lizardin Bain

All I ask

Don’t! Stop!

The cacophony of noises..

peel off! PEEL IT OFF!

The masks of alien choices.

It is not you. It isn’t.

Remember how brave you were

and happy without reason.

A season

or two, perhaps three

of free given love.

No fright and no fee

Let’s flee, my dear.

Let’s dance.

All I ask of you

is but a chance.

 

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