Double Masks

It’s double masks in the morning, get a break at mealtime.

We take them off to feed and breathe and recall the past sublime.

A past in which we still complained however never once of this.

No more public washrooms… it’s those little things I miss.

We plan a little better, or we feel our way by touch.

Staying silent and hold it in… the masks they hide so much.

Dennis Mantin

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