Roomaskin

I'll die without my mask 
for Death is Life's theatre: 
a veilless oriental girl 
lost in time's escapeless drifts. 

Crushed world's blood 
Wet the closed doors of Eden, 
upward waterfalls into 
closed mental spaces. 

Where's my Heaven ? 
Roomaskin, snakeskin, frames in Oblivion. 

Room Mask Skin.