personality poems

Poe was master of the masquerade,
parties held in rooms of various shade,
ghostly haunts and terror sounds,
and how many masters of masquerade
exist now, in this age? What mask
is even now floating past, a face not
of the present but of some ancestor,
princess, king, or ethereal figure?
Better still is the question of what mask
I myself would choose, or perhaps I would
rather go bare into the world, no costume,
no disguise, just unapologetic personality.