Don't Ask My Mask To Take Me To Task Poem by John Sensele

Hurricanes of dilemma sprain and strain my brain
Should I go ahead or not
What if the move overturns my truculent trains in the rain
And my conscience tells me I cannot

Blurt nonsense and hurt the damsel's feelings
Crossing the boundary where decency
Dictates I can't glide and slide into dodgy dealings
Though my human habits can't explain the urgency

Feelings fly on the sly
To appease the ease of conquest
I can boast of in plies of the lie
I assuage to explain away my request

For space and time to accommodate Cupid
His arrows and rows of blows that fly along
When flesh in its creche urges me to act stupid
And plunge headlong into a jinx journey so long

I don't mind ditching veneers of poise
I elect to protect and project to rationalize the machismo mask
My face flatters to hex juggled joys
Before society discovers my ploys and takes me to task.