Camouflage

Your camouflage befuddles my mind,
is it a throwback to childhood,
or a tantalizer to 'man'kind,
it's wildhood, mildhood or beguiled-hood?
- Max

There are bits of me
I camouflage because I
can't bear to see them.
I keep chained within
myself a bitter male-
volent avenger.
With slender chains of
poetry I bind the cur-
ses I could utter.
I must beware my-
self, I am my greatest friend,
I am my greatest foe.
-me