what makes the mask crumble?

I fell into my own mask

and lived there for so many years

a handmade, homemade trap
      curated carefully
a plaster castle
in constant need
of repair

Layers over layers, building inward
     compressing me

and when there was nowhere left for me
          to look
    but inward

I saw
worlds

And the more I looked inward
           the more I saw outward
          and I saw

that my body touches this world
that my body is me
that there is no degree of separation

between me
and the world

-and the plaster crumbled.

The debris is sharp 
under my softened feet.

But I'm still walking.

The reading on tiktok:   https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRv4V5nH/

The reading on clapper:   https://clapperapp.com/video/7G1Ovb4A9Pbz85KB?is_invite=1&r=y6yL3e5yol&c=sh&m=co