the Word wears
nose and mouth
meaning mask
less it spread
or breathe in
woe’s poison
atmosphere
once there was
full of tears
all dried out
sand aura
current sense
dates from the
great drought age
when one stopped
drinking and
puttin’ on
the old style
no agony
approaches
nor reproaches.
The Coming of the Toads 
Oh , Jesus ! I thought for a minute you meant Sister Agony .
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Puttin on the style, puttin on the agony, old folk song. About masks.
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Thing is …
beyond brittle woe
our mouths are full of meaning
which makes us quite mad
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thx for reading and comment, ashen.
hope all’s well across the pond.
yes, quite mad who blogs and writes
poetry! though not angry, the words
seep out at night, in the dark and
quiet, in the sober reality of celestial
shade.
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