Masquerade mask,
buoyed atop the river
it called out a loud shrill
before being found
lying pithy against
a group of mossy rocks.
It lied there for an entire
spring, before being picked
up by the sharp feet of
a hastily bat late to a party
But the bat came upon
an even more beautiful
mask along the way,
and threw this one
into the nearest tower.
But the bat had terrible aim,
which was made even worse
by his haste, so the tower was
replaced by a young boy.
The boy put the mask on
and began to swim home in the sun
as it was a long way home
from here
The mask told told the boy:
“I must celebrate my jubilee.”
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