Mud Mask

I shaved away some face decay

I couldn’t shear the horns

I let them stay

My braille mistakes

To show I’m backwards born

I’m cleaning up for the Temple

Which surely is no more

Spit-polish me in a cesspool

Baptize me in toilet water

I’m cleaning up for the raccoon's

They glare at me

Through their furry masks

They stare through me.

I’m so tired of them.

Picking through garbage like them..

I’m so tired of them

Laughing at me.

So, dip me in sludge

Come and bathe me

Funnel mud in my mouth..

Tunnel gravy.

Come, cast my past

Come mudmask me

Come, baby , please

Come mudmask me