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Date Posted: 23:48:12 09/13/02 Fri
Author: Raphaela
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Subject: Re: Masquerade Ball
In reply to: Gray Squirrel 's message, "Masquerade Ball" on 13:41:15 09/13/02 Fri

I found this contemporary version of wearing masks strangely poignant and moving. I had written a poem under the same title some years ago but was set in Venice and the characters were dressed for a masquerade ball. This poem was a lot more honest and more realistic.

R

>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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