by Carl Santoro
I don't deserve
a "for you."
You say you wanted
to put on make-up,
"I wanted to put
on my make-up for you."
I don't deserve
a "for you"
like that.
That is very sweet.
Why should you
go through that
for me?
All I ever do
to my face
is shave.
My veneer is already
in place for you.
I suffocate behind the
invisible make-up
that is the unknown me.
Daily, I am
me for you.
If only I knew
who that is.
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Well, dammit, *I* like it! *
Lovely soul searching, this. *