I have turned
the world
away,
a Mars-mask
pretending my
shadow matters
against tide's
push and
relentless
pull.
I hide in this
vast expanse,
and unveil my
hurt to urchins
singing siren
song.
How small
the lips that
speak truth.
Pamela A. Lamppa
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2 comments:
You are a gifted writer Pamela ! I so hope you feel that !
Thank you Ed. You are kind to say so.
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