2020-11-06 – The Healthy Mask

he stared me down
to god knows
where..

then unzipped his mask
and laughed like
a sad man

in exasperated plea
for the mist in
beach sky’s
breath,
and..

for the sun to
notice
his

need for warmer
glow on
his

surface layers
of snow.


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