clink clink clank cling ding
ding-ding clack
ding ding clink clink clack
masquerade
pianissimo charade
heart strings pulled taught
by a known gentleman
transformed into an unknown savior
flying faces
other worldly in expression but not intent
all are drawn blankly lustful
craving distinction from
a sea of flamboyant feathers
stretched personas
masquerade
freedom is her trade
the light in your eyes
the corners of your lips
for a mask
and a fanciful freedom
alive in compartmentalized limits
clink clink clank cling ding
ding-ding clack
ding ding clink clink clack
ding ding
the song masked musicians play
isn't a song at all
but a simple masquerade