Mask Head
Monotone some would say
black and white this is true
but not like simple nothing new
sitting comfortably on the couch
a look of intensity
seriousness
as if almost reaching bliss
paws out front
haunches bent
tail forthright between two back legs
he slouches
upon his head he wears a mask
like a bandit
as he is named
Copyright © Anita Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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