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Does the bearer know their face is encased in plastic?
a cage of latex and fake hair.

Does the wearer realize what their mask is?
or simply mistake the mask for flesh of theirs?

what happens when you cut the elastic,
expose the real person
under there?

what remains
of the masks life?
who will remain,
when true faces show?

Only one way to know.
Nov 2, 2005
Written by
Bergen Franklin
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