On the Eve of Wildness

The freedom of disguise

Carries revelry

Upon the air

And voices raised

In song

Feet quick stepping

In a dance

Along crowded sidewalks

We become

Someone other

Than who we are

Casting aside

The everyday

In favor of play acting

Forgetting the root

The fear

That drove us to disguise

And the darkness

That waits

To pounce

Upon the unsuspecting

We smile

We laugh

And the night

Is harmless


Turning us back

To our normal selves ~ Caroline A. Slee

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