Mask of Hunger

I want / I need / I burn / I take

before the word
before the skin
there was only
heat

teeth in the dark
no name, no shape
just mouth

I am hunger
not for food
but for return
to the beginning
where nothing ends
and everything devours

pulse without vessel
screaming without air
dreaming in muscle

you call it chaos
I call it home

Mask of Skin

I wear my name
but it wears me back

mirror inside a mirror
voice dressed as silence
truth rehearsed
just enough to lie

I mediate
I hesitate
I fabricate
to integrate

I am the mask that fits
until you notice
I never come off
and I never began

eyes on both sides of the skin
judging the outside
judging the inside
I am the sum of collisions

I am the mask that fits
until you notice
I never come off
and I never began

You call it balance
but it’s a disguise
You call it you
but it’s a compromise

I mediate
I hesitate
I fracture
to remain

Mask of Eye

the eye opens
before you act
before you think

your guilt pre-exists
carved into breath
a sentence
before the crime

I see
what you hide
I name
what you fear
I weigh
what you are

behind every choice
a whisper
not yours
but familiar

you dream of freedom
but you want the cage
you built it
to be seen inside it

I see
what you hide
I name
what you fear
I weigh
what you are

obedience is comfort