The Unbelevible Truth (Cracked Poet Part 2)

"The Unbelevible Truth (Cracked Poet Part 2)
By Zenith Quasar

Clumsy fingers
wrestle with clunky  
buttons and zips
unable to grasp
these strange new sensations
i become overwhelmed
by feelings
alien to me as
my very soul.
 
Gently moving inside her
she grips
the bed clothes
as she climaxes
letting out a gentle moan
lost in the fires
of wotan desire
i find myself consumed.
 
Strange feelings take hold
i submit
to carnal earthly pleasure's
She caresses my mask
examining my true face
with her fingertips
tip toeing gently
across the soft fabric
and transparent plastic
she tilts my face
ever so slightly
just a glimpse,
a little peep
my body and mind
so caught up by lust
my defenses lower
just a peep perhaps?
 
She lifts my mask
ever so slightly
just a peak
she said,  
she lied
flash bulbs explode
and multiply,
my cool facade
began to wither and die.
 
Underneath she learns
the unbelievable truth
i was no one  
and everyone.
i am a familler face
that she couldn't  
quite place
i am a calligraphy
of open wounds
bleeding over silk satin sheets
and carpeted floor.
 
Come marvel  
at this poetic freak
who can no longer
function and no longer speak
i am society and society is me
i am the cracked poet
who no longer is free.