We dance in life’s masquerade Knowing it’s all a charade Masks on, smiles bright Eyes reveal all, out like a light Life is a masquerade! And fake it we do Partnering with a pleasantry or two In an effort to appear sane In this dance of pain Life is a masquerade! Hiding gut-wrenching truths Afraid to let the marbles fall loose Left exposed on the floor For the world to trounce and ignore Life is a masquerade! A Phantom side of the face Too dark and disturbing to embrace Because ugly is something shunned By a society on prescribed elation Life is a masquerade! But there are too many stories to tell About this slow dance in hell So these masks we pull back Courage to tell our stories at last Revealing this masquerade! Ending this masquerade!
The artist in me strikes against the page Words surging in a lustful fury This mad, love affair dressed in red ink -- Our blood flows like one in unison. She kissed my cheeks with rouge-stained lips A good-bye as I leapt into a fiery, lover’s tryst. When he burned me, embers still smoldering, She held me to her breast, stroking my hair, Leaving tendrils ablaze around my face -- Our hearts beating like one in unison. Fallen, I danced at the edge of hell, Flames lapping at my legs, engulfing me. But she spat me back onto the warm, hard Earth. Anger erupting at the core of me, Spewing like hot, bubbling lava. There she left me in her sanguine trail, Shedding a tear into tempestuous, blue seas. And I fell into her blazing sunset, Flowing like blood into Nature’s veins Where I searched for life again In this lifeless landscape.
Squatters in tunnels Piss on the rat race – air reeks Of indifference. -- Slouched in a stall drunk Off cheap beer, calling numbers Left for a good time. -- Subway doors open Where a homeless man retreats – Lost hopes and dreams exit.
The Chinese woman Shuffling from trash bin to bin Glass fortune within. -- The cab driver sleeps In his car seats smell of sex From rides after hours. -- The Ukraine next door Keeps windows and shades open Kielbasa in hand.
She holds the fragile beauty of an autumn day On the brink of being blown away By Winter’s bone chilling breath. The last reign before coldness settles in, Wrapping Earth with her warm, brilliant color. Her delicate petals shedding like loose, falling
lashes, Making a wish for life to spring up anew. Then, brimming with unyielding determination, She surges up through the depths of Nature’s womb With strong stems bearing beautiful blossoms, And she winks at the waning, winter sun With wide-eyed wisdom of what’s to come.