they would hold each other a meter apart
and learn to speak with just those eyes
their masked balls would have guests coveting the bottom halves of their faces
not the top
we have gotten used
to the compartmentalisation of the face.
to mask off now is to be naked again,
talking to ourselves on our way to work
our unsmiling walks to the pantry
all on display
for the world to see
who knew our noses and mouths contributed that much
and to unshe
ath these for every one to see
Mars my gave naked
I feel.abashed and then bold
ripping my mask off my face in public
I have nothing to hide, my action proclaims
how grumpy, or sad, or mad we are
with our talking to ourselves
and unsmiling walk to the pantry
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