Wearing a Flashy Smile

When the wheel of time crushed my fighting life, the battle lost, I lay in the debris of gloomy ennui, wondering if my vain existence was an anomaly. I gave the novel liberty to my avant-garde mind, that made for me at least once a baroque mask, I wore its flashy smile to play the dilettante role, for I’d come under the trance of displaced déjà-vu. June 23, 2020 Contest : It's Only Make Believe Sponsor : Regina Riddle