Figments that calumniate
Only wish for a shorter fence to leap
An assailed jester finds a thinner wall
To waltz, yet with tears

The scarlet dilutes the color of jealousy
When her secret wriggles for
A fancier set of ears
And a new gasp of breath

Answering the fulguration of shadows
Who cover their mouths
With paper and steel
But cannot leave the surface of the pond

They’d urge you to accept the Mascara clouds
Where the chandler’s wick
Burns to no end
And whispers far-fetched tales

But in these days
It’s impossible to hide yourself
So accept what your heart tells you:

Don’t be so eager to see
Yourself alone