What terror hides behind manicured grass
and lush flower beds? Outside the office complex,
the manager scolds us for cigarette smoking.
Months later, his cold stare is in a newspaper for
unspeakable crime. Am I too naïve to think the masks
we wear are true windows into our souls?
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Nice work! Masks present some interesting food for thought. We hide behind them figuratively, yet now we are wearing them literally. I wrote a “chaiku” once that resonates with your words. I will try to find it and post.
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Thank you! I hadn’t thought about the double meaning. I wrote this a couple years ago actually.
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