Alex-Muse stuff... Sorry guys, just my ramblings while exploring 
                Alex's
                mind - he does get so... oddly poetic at times... 
                Please let me know whether you like it... either on-list or off.
                mockery@the-rookery.org.uk 
                
                
                
                            
                                Behind the Mask
                                by Mockery 
                                It's cold today, my reflection says,
                                A mocking look in his scalpelled gaze,
                                Ice outside and ice within
                                Polite restraint worn paper thin,
                                Frigid eyes and razor sneer,
                                Friendly folk unwelcome here:
                                Today my twists are raw and splayed,
                                A restless, poisoned cavalcade -
                                All I was: dissolved to dust,
                                Beating heart slowed down by rust;
                                The future's written in the sand:
                                A tool that fits some other's hand;
                                This, it seems must be my task:
                                To lose myself behind the mask... 
                                But still, inside, I know it's true
                                I'd come back to the light for you.
                                The End
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