Her eyes were striped animals
Bursting from the face
that covered
her skull-front
neatly. The Mask
was one
of many, but the Eyes
remained
the Beasts that tentacled forth
to snag eyes and pull them back.
taste the behind of the eyes--
masks get cut,
cracked,
pulled in awkward
skews.
Strange faces, transmogrified
identity, the other creatures,
and stranger eyes.
Striped animals that catch,
in vast. stain the behind of the eyes-
transmits through golden tips
circuitations of the webs
we're full of webs. every one
one mask disremembered how-
to smile. But another will learn.
sentimentality banes that power.
chant out between. worlds. fire.
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