humans are multiple organisms...
we have a unique ability to be whomever we want to be...
for a desired audience...
i myself used to have several faces i used to keep in a jar by the door...
my favorite was the face i used to wear all the time...
husband...
it was well worn and a little thread bare...
that face did what was needed to make certain i was able to give my wife everything she needed..,.
as her birthday creeps up on me i am reminded, that face was only for me...
she had no use for it...
she could see through the holes to the beast within...
to the terrible sins...
all the unforgivable things i did...
i've donated most of my faces to the salvation army...
keeping just a few...
good friend, beggar, brother, half witted uncle...
my favorite now is hermit...
its used, could do with a bath, but it is form fitting and keeps the night wind off failing eyes...
i kinda wish i still had my husband face from time to time...
just to lie in bed and talk with her...
make shadow puppets on the wall...
just to hear her laugh...
to coil myself around her...
let empty hands remember and frozen flesh rejoice in warmth once more...
to instead of not being...
burning water builds behind old eyes as sunlight fades from every room...
and i know no matter how hard i look, i still cant find my mask of death...
so i will rise and don the only face i really need...
the only one i truly own...
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