Disappearance

I disappeared again

although in another shape

and the environment –

this time a foreign country

Still unknown

and in my own

shade

collected from the

ashes

of greys

Walking, dressed in dead

masks

from my previous disguises

supposed to help me

yet only obstructing

my view

just being a dirty smudge

on the window

or a mirror

unimportant, unscheduled, unpredictable

but forcing a thought

a reflection

a word

with myself

where is no one else

to open my mouth

stagnated in concrete from a hollow soul

always asking for more

as if there was another hero

every time

waiting for me on the corner

waving his hand in a friendly gesture

for a change

instead of these

all monsters with human bodies and faces

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August – December 2021

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