“Camouflage is a game we all like to play, but our secrets are as surely revealed by what we want to seem to be as by what we want to conceal.” – Russell Lynes
Cloaks, shields, cover for you.
Duck, run, defense for you.
Leaves they blend with your skin
Camouflage from within.
Scent not your own,
Scant you appear.
Leaning away in fear.
Shadows, darkness to confuse
Who can know you, when hiding is your muse?
Also published in Broowaha Magazine