I try on the
life of another
human being,
a coat of feelings,
lenses with
another view.
I'm a shadow
of a face
but I look for
what could possibly
tie us together.
I find a voice
inside me that
talks about ordinary
things in an extraordinary
story.
The lines flow
from a shared life,
a meal of words
from me,
from another.
I take the mask
in my hands.
I am not the mask
and yet this mask
has my voice.
A creature emerges
on the stage,
painting a life,
reaching out
in the dark.
(Oct. 15, 2009)
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