Let's play hooky
And squirm like the fish we are
off the barb
so imposed or
self imposed
And have run-away
if just for a day?
from the layers of crap
Assumed nobly
and/or unwittingly
until they reshaped us
into some barely recognizable form
the mirror refuses to acknowledge
like a comb-over
like clownish make-up
like a ski mask
like a shroud.
Yes let's take a vacation
from ourselves
and visit with the friend
we used to be
and dust him off
and watch him
from across the room.
Maybe, if we invite him
he will come to school
tomorrow.
Wouldn't that be such a fine day?
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