Why wont some see Concealment in souls? The mask has holes from which they see they speak, they lie You don't ask why, you nod and smile Not seeing the scandalous guile The charade is somewhat tragic and maddening A facade is painted on The dialogue is scripted so, you fall into the scene Its painted so two-dimensional, the lack of depth obscene A fairy tale palatable to those Who rather think life as prose Conception of Deception Hook-line-sinker Game grinning winker...this fawn eats handfed Want of wooing makes the fooling too easy a game to play She leaves the script open for Mad-lib He fills the spaces between Stars in the roll of this scene Her fantasy is self-manifesting He just fills in his name