HIDDEN

Act 1

epidaurus would have roared.

chains of truth are heavy--
forged and hard they are.

even facades erode
worn and worn
by the damned.

oh! that I may fly
in the laughter of the seated.

frowns most always give way
to grimaces
 though
no one knows.

i would that i may hide behind the truth--
but i fear that truth may not be found.

Author's Note

Hmmmm