Stepping out

I set my face full forward look
Confront the flood of the future
Calibrate my gazeline
Will have no truck with

Nonsense.

Well-designed for such a task,
Fit-for-purpose,
I outpace it now
Elbow  the debris
Loosen  the refuse
Unhinder my  progress,

Let it fall away,

While  I fashion a new mask
Don  a new  identity of
Smiles and promises:

Become  harlequin
Sequinned  and glittering
Stepping-out in style.

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