humble pie served up online [poem]

the moderator wears braces
i imagine these are new, a covid offering
now you can hide your metal smile
behind the mask, closed doors
time to rebuild your face

what a shame story

the music of an orientation video
begins, i start to cry, pause
my video, can’t show others
the soapbox i once stood on
now here i am, grounded

1 thought on “humble pie served up online [poem]”

  1. That was a lovely poem. Many layers that take to places in My own head to investigate. TY

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