Strange near

It took time to understand
that all those faces
were not real
but marbled masks

where hidden faces
did not see me
but only themselves
on the back of the mask 

It took time to find ground to walk on
and a lonely tree to rest my back to -
the [nameless] that sheds its leaves
twentyfive times a year

The air has a message from the winter
and I know the colour of my cheeks

Poetry by Telesforos
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Written on 2009-12-08 at 01:26

Tags Meaning  Meaningless  Truth 

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