Sometimes I imagine
what would happen
if I found the green mask
and wore it
Would I turn into someone
like The Mask
jolly, careless, untamed?
If that were true,
I’d walk into my office
sit cross-legged on the table
and send the files flying
like startled birds
“I’m leaving,” I’d say,
“no regrets
you can keep your money.”
Maybe I’d grab the manager,
toss them out the window
only to catch them
just before fear turns real
No…
that would be too much
Poor souls
My mischief would confuse my parents
make them revisit my childhood
wonder if I was always like this
or if I was ever really theirs
Friends would keep their distance
though they already do
Still, I’d steal a moment with them
shake a little dust off their sadness
One moment here,
another there
a body like rubber,
distance collapsing at will
No cars, no roads
just flight
And maybe
I’d haunt the corrupt
turn their nights into questions
they can’t answer
They would search for me everywhere
with all their power
and still
never find me
I don’t know
if I’ll ever see that day
If I do
forget I wrote this
