Control Freak, poetry by Devonne Brown at Spillwords.com
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Control Freak

Control Freak

written by: Devonne Brown

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Why I’m a control freak with a capital F.

What must it be like to be close to someone?

Creases, wrinkles, valleys with shadows of death hanging from faces
From what we’ve seen and don’t say
That face we don’t show anybody
The face under the veil,
there’s always a veil.

What must it be like to be close to someone?

I see you through the lens of
The caul separating me from you,
a mystic membrane between my face and yours.

I am behind it.
Protected.
So are you.

Don’t be recognized.
Be secret.
Keep secret.
Be the costume.
Be black tie and red velvet with all your heart and smile.

I hold my smile so tight my knuckles are white.
Close makes it hard to breathe.
Step away.

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