Monday, November 5, 2012

my generation, part 2

are you still talking, mayberry?

put some more cream in it
and stop talking

his face was a mask
a maze
of conflicting opinions

a creamy swirl
a whirling mask
no less


in my shoes
more or less
more or less

some people think
my regeneration
has no face

"what do you think, sir?"

he stood amazed
beneath the willow tree
struck by lightning

behind the mask
lost in the maze

without a face
no cream?