fly on the wall
locus of control
what happens when
you become the sole focus
of a distractable soul?

hide halfway in-between
the good fight and the limelight
is it right if it’s a grind?
always duck & cover
no archive of your prime
but that’s okay because
you look just as fine
from behind

without a quiet shrine
waiting at the door
what’s it all for?
accolades collecting dust
as toys collect rust
i bathe in silence & my fluids
as you put me to task

as halloween allows
freaks to feel normal
you liked the pandemic
for the masks.