The Mask of Distraction
I like hallween
because we can't stop pretending
an outfit on some slinky, hot momma
is reason to act unchained
and we're not unchained enough
people are entwined within their own worlds
too often
to a level
that the rigmarole
of keeping one's head afloat
is tedious and boring
we need a escape clause...
I like seeing extemperaneous happen
it makes me feel alive
because
this holiday is planned out by too many
too many weeks in advance
lacking true spontaneity
and that is why
you can always tell when someone
has busted out an outfit
just to fit in for the night-
home style material that is glued, painted, stretched or hung
from the body
these minds are the heros of the evening
their candy bags are filled with leprechans
but, I only enjoy this once in a while
too much make believe,
and nothing gets done
with massive hangovers
compounded with angel wings
caught in the house plants
so, in the morning, it becomes
obvious
that, once again,
people are bounded
by the "real world"
they've created
and now must return
which are the salt mines
of their ancestors
as whore'o ween
rages on
it's always some type of mental persuasion
we seek
to distract ourselves with
the masks
are what we wear daily
the time to put on a real face paint
and war with the status quo
is now
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