The poem “A Mess Resides” is about the embarrassing matters revealed when masks are dropped.
A mess resides behind the mask decades taken to accumulate the debris of anxieties stacked to the ceiling and beyond disaster striking behind the scenes spun from life’s anxieties demanding privacy to be kept behind the veil of reticence this would be a reason why to assume the front of good regard but now the caring has deceased the sins will flow for all to see here’s the joke for the room only friends will stoop to care while the remainder carry on with disasters of their own.
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