Red Nose Uncle

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I closed my eyes and made a wish,

As I blew on the candles lit on my birthday cake,

I saw a happy me sitting on the lap of the person

Who made me laugh so much that evening.

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I opened my eyes to see

that person smiling and winking at me,

And I reached out to offer the mouth

Beneath the ‘Red Nose’, the first piece of cake.

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My parents are clicking away photos happily,

Pretending not to be hurt by my gesture.

And everyone else is busy too

Trying to get a piece of the delicious cake.

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Photo by Morgan Lane on Unsplash

The ‘Red Nose’ brushes my cheeks,

A hand holds mine tightly,

And a pair of lips close to my ears say,

“Let us have some more fun”

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Photo by Rangarajan Ragunathan on Unsplash

Excited about more games and laughter,

I let the ‘Red nose’ take me away,

Away from everyone at the party,

away into the dark.

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We came to a room with many masks,

All of them had a ‘Red nose’,

Like the one that had brushed my cheeks.

And the one whose hands, now kept brushed against my thighs.

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Photo by Florian Klauer on Unsplash

There was laughter,

Though I did not find this funny anymore.

I tried to get away and even cried out,

There was more laughter, and then just darkness.

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Photo by Tim Hüfner on Unsplash

The ‘Red Nose’ is here today too,

As I close my eyes to blow the candles on my 21st birthday,

Because it refuses to leave

the place behind my closed eyes.

Note: Originally published on Illumination

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