Take the mask Away

There are parts of the madness masquerading as people.
Self at their centre; "�Legends in their own minds?"��
We blink in and out of their existence, as we carousel to
nowhere, and sometimes back again.

A flicker on their periphery, a smudge on a windowed sky.
Perhaps a bit of road kill; a plain old biodegradable cost cut,
to fit the overall plan. Now do you get the picture, yes the
one that you'��re not in?

I know this is not going to please you, but how can you say
they'��re wrong? You realise there'��s no place for you, well
maybe on the downsize plan. But that's�� not going to feed you,
and anyway, "who are you?"

R

Ditto to you both.