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.