love-takes-off-masks-that-we-fear-we-cannot-live-without-and-know-we-cannot-live-within-18I would wear a mask
made of fur or hide
that would mold its outline to mine
until they were fused indistinguishable
you would say
why do you wear a mask?
don’t you want people to see your face?
and I would reply
no not yet
not even afterward
I wish to exist outside of definition
do not mark me with your label
I wish to be and not be
I wish to hide and be seen
in the eclipse we call
reality
no more honest
than compartments
are capable of containing whole facsimile
or props can be used for their pretence
a make-believe globe cannot a world lend
they are hollow beasts, the mounted heads
glaring from faded walls
it seems at night they can
growl but it is merely
a trick of light
like a magician from emptiness
pulls
delusion
we all of us are conjurers of reality
deciding our avatars with fickle choice
and where lies among our pretending
one brave enough to bare
themselves to elements of judgement
without veil
without succor
they are naked before storm
approbation beating their rendered limbs
like headmaster lifts the cane and repeats
swish, swish, say after me
I am not worthy
who shall stand despite the welt
defy the master
revive our guilt
till truth be told and masks set to flame
we need not hide, we need to regain
 

0 Replies to “Regain”

  1. Candice– this makes me picture you as Galadrial or some other ageless woman of power calling down the moon, invoking the word. The hair on my arms stood up– you spell is powerful and we bow before you
    “I would wear a mask
    made of fur or hide
    that would mold its outline to mine
    until they were fused indistinguishable”

  2. Oh, the old mask! And we, us, the once that decide not to wear it get hurt the most. And so we learn to pick and choose which one to use when we are among them all. Like you said, we want to be seen and hide. Candice, Candice…….just the best, you, your words, the way you make them jump and scream, the way you grab my sense……I love it…….thank you

  3. This image “they are hollow beasts, the mounted heads
    glaring from faded walls”…and how you further extend it are exceptional.
    It’s such a bright and clear word image, that stays with you, that delivers the messsage.

  4. I’ve been using wordpress app and I have tried to send some comments and I just realized they aren’t going through!!!!! So i came to your actual site and the app only shows me like one blog post every few weeks it seems and I have missed all of this amazing amazing writing. So don’t mind me while I go through and completely obsess over your blog tonight…….

  5. Is it wrong that identified with that so much? Either way, amazing as always.
    I’ve had a bad day and reading your poetry is like a breath of fresh air. Please never stop. 🙂

    1. I was reading your post about Extrovert/Introvert and that you’re going to be on Medium. but I couldn’t reply as it was on my phone whilst I was waiting for the chiropractor. I’m going to PM you.

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