We all wear masks,
Some are elegant,
Some are deviant,
And some bizarre-looking.

We all wear masks,
Be it brilliant or dull,
Extravagant or simple;
Some a smile, some gloomy,
And some a frown.

For we are all theatrical;
We go about our masks,
We don them very well,
We want our faces kept hidden,
That no sunlight could touch them.
And we display ourselves,
That this is the real me, you, us.

We always look in the mirror,
Adoring our masks,
Obsessing over it,
Till we completely forget
What our true faces look like.
So we state to impress,
As we gather in a masquerade,
Dancing like devils in the night of lies.

One day you'll realize that it was not love that broke your heart, but your perception of it

That when the tidal waves crashed upon the shore you were the one who followed them back to sea
Hoping that the waves would drift you off to a place like the one you created in your head

But love is not a land of make believe and fairytales
Yet we try so hard to find the same emotion we see in a movie or read in a book

We are searching for a feeling that someone else created because they were daydreaming about the perfect kind of love
But perfection is a figment of the imagination

And until the day we realize how much power three words can withhold we will never truly know what love is or how it feels

Because we are fools desperate for a feeling we think we need

Fraud identities—
Hack poets praising themselves,
  .  .  .  Wait for accolades.

The world makes all kinds of rules for love
They make it sound like love's for preschool
It's cruel trying to make us forget our treasured tools
It's not cool, love isn't for fools.

we are all falling
and eating our eggs
so blindly we eat them
we chew up our teeth
like a mouthful of chairs
like a gathering of bears
like a discordant tea party
we lap on our legs
we love all our swines
we swallow our foetuses
we plant pretty flowers
and consume each other’s mouths
like we’re trying to really taste
our mouths are so dry
we saliva each other
our insides are outsides
we are all sea creatures
we are all so wet and bubbly
we are so blatantly in love
like drawers full of teeth
like hands full of piano keys
like carpets soaked in birth fluid
we all are so slippery
we’re blinding our faces
we’re deafening our toes
we’re eating our eggs
and we’re falling

Oh speak to me
Goddess
Angel
Who wears her blue
Halo
Around her neck
Awaken
My dollar eyed deity
And point your fingers
Full of bills
To the answer
Or the lie
Spread your
Deceitful wings
And embrace the lost
Fill them
With greed
And show them
The paper and metal
Pathway to
Sadness
For the weak
Always
Kneel to your
Valuable allure