The mask burdened with perceptions
Of which, there are plenty
It is tricky to change profiles selectively
There is clarity of course
When there is ambiguity in mannerisms
Makeovers superficial, flaky characters
Try to manipulate the entire narrative
It is amateurish coordination
Faces try to keep pace with machinations
Numb heart locked within
Faltering steps duel on slippery floors
Reflections off oblique inclinations
Bleak smile adorned with fallacies
Presenting a transformation
Distortion; may be the onlookers realize
Numb fingers play dissonant instrument
Not strung, but the music entwines
With the mask that knows the tune
~Ami