In Modo Tuo

Back off!
My stage keeps the whispers of my life
behind the curtains from your eyes.
I will put duct tape over my mouth
so you can't decipher my muffling -
My ramblings are incoherent to you
and I am glad!
I'd rather you'd be blind
than to read my verses!
I'd rather you'd be dead
than to hear my weepings
on the page!

I love you too much
to make you know -
ignorance is bliss
I am your bliss

so now look away
while I get naked.

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