resume the mask

no matter what the role we take no part
in what you think of as your pain or shock
against your portals many choose to knock
but walls will hold out both the bolt and dart
we load no cargo on the waiting cart
and no ship waits for us at the last dock
the key is waiting to be placed in lock
for kingdoms wait upon the fragile heart
left to itself the world will soon elide
past all the injuries you might inflict
and find itself some other kind of task
there is some manner by which we divide
the shards which into corners had been kicked
revive the victims and resume the mask