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
[ g r e e n ] 
That was a lovely poem. Many layers that take to places in My own head to investigate. TY