sacred flags and the wing
bless the unprepared
division bells ringing
offset the trance
breathless guitar
nearing an orgasm
slowly the words
come pouring out
a dream on verge
of coming to life
lifts you up
and flies away
to the other side
a secret wish
emanates from
a mouth gone dry
and it gets louder
the crisp notes
of the music blessed
pour on the vodka
the illusion is alive and kicking....
behind the mask....
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. ...You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.” - The Lizard King
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