The Hamlet Project

Outside
Working in
Cloak
Suit
Breath
Out
Out – but in
In – but out
Breath out
Through the mouth
In the face
Fulfilling the shape
The expected form
Stepping into the mold
Of an emotion and
Fulfilling it
Like play-doh in a frame
Plaster in a mask mold
Not even a mask yet
Just the thing poured
And shaped
Grief like liquid
Going where it is told and
Nowhere else
A thing unaware of itself
Doing what’s expected.