i like your new
costume.
how it shines
bright, the
silver smiling
face of
your new mask
it's a brilliant
disguise. like
the amber liquor
that swirls
in your short
thick glass.
it warms you
to stay hidden,
to keep the shine
on, the fun drum
beating, beating,
despite every
thing.
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