masquerade / paper faces on parade / masquerade / hide your face so the world will never find you
there is a sweater on the floor that my mom knitted of expensive yarn
i will have to take it apart and reknit it because i cannot wear white anymore.
just smile for me and let the day begin /
you are the sunshine that lights my heart within
my love, i bury my face
in your empty shirt.
i drench the cuffs of my shirt
in the spray from my heart.
why is it secret? / what have we to hide?
fingers like icicles
on the inner thigh.