Twentieth poem

Floating above,
I look on my life.
I’ve gotten the part in the play!

I know my lines,
I’ve practiced, rehearsed.
Stage make up is all in place.

The show goes well,
They ask for encore.
Who am I to decline?

The costume seems real.
It hides all the scars.
That helps keep the illusion.

One thought on “Twentieth poem

  1. I love the concept and tone of this poem. Good ideas and word choice. The last stanza is very impactful!!! “The costume seems real, it hides all the scars…” Wonderful culmination- well done!

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