Why The Disguise? Poem by Vi Lanflagle

His face was hidden
Beneath large, dark glasses
Synthetic hair askew,
Make-up slightly smeared.

He was breathing unevenly
As though he had been running.
Underneath the make-up that made him look older
His face was young.

'Why the disguise? ' i thought,
Intriguing my interest
I wanted to see what colors
Lie behind the glasses.

So i followed him
Finding myself outside a laundromat.
I stepped inside. Still watching him
Curiously. So i ask him 'why the disguise? '

His face is only turned towards me
The glasses hiding everything
His mouth betraying nothing.
He beckons to me
And whispers in my ear,
So i follow...