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No trick, No treat - Oct. 31, 2020

  • Gary Hunter
  • Oct 31, 2020
  • 1 min read

with mask over endless facades

leather outfit to cover soft tissue emotions

and tough voice to hide a despairing character

she plays Halloween and falls completely

into the pretense of pretending

playing for shrieks and loud laughs

whistles and snide remarks

and stares because

she doesn’t care

but never tears and certainly not hers

running hidden down cheeks

beneath the guise

those she was supposed to save for later

while naked and bare-boned

sitting in front

of the mirror

of cold-blooded

honesty

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