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Date Posted: 13:41:15 09/13/02 Fri
Author: Gray Squirrel
Author Host/IP: 07-042.018.popsite.net / 64.24.190.42
Subject: Masquerade Ball

Masquerade Ball

She wears her opinion like
A feathery mask...
He wears the blocky one,
Trying to round it off,
So it doesn't look so scary.

Well, maybe...

And from these wells...
Do they intersect?
Like boolean sets?

Two Venn diagrams,
Let the union begin,
As they ploy the punch
And dip their dippers in.

"Would you like some coffee?
"Please" he says,
Grabs the newspaper,
Starts in ranting.

"You know these damn whatevers
Should just get their shit together,
They keep letting this and that
Happen when it shouldn't,
Lousy morons."

"It's a pity," she says,
"I don't know why they do that,
You'd think they'd want to
Be good to feel better."

Her non-testosterone arm shakes,
Desperate, "don't spill coffee,"
And he notices, turns
His head and gives her
That common dreaded look.

She feels inside him, trapped,
Not so stupid,
Not as stupid as he thinks,
She tries so hard, and he doesn't,
Doesn't care about anything.

"Why don't you just sit down?"
He says, perhaps loudly,
He knows she tries,
But she's always frettin'...

Always worried,
Always panicked,
Always silly about
Little things.

"I guess it's ok,
I guess we're happy,
More or less,"
They dream in unison.

"How about some toast?
Or scrambled eggs?"
And an almost shedding tear.

"Whatever, dear."

-Gray Squirrel

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