Book Tour: Mask:Shadow

Mask: Shadow
by Joseph VanBuren
Genre: Dark Poetry, Horror
We all wear various masks for different situations. It’s how we adapt
and react to life. Wear a mask for too long, however, and it becomes
difficult to remove. Especially if that mask has been forced upon you…
Sykophunk Productions presents Mask: Shadow by Joseph VanBuren.
Through twisted poetry and dark ambient soundscapes, the tale of a
tortured soul unfolds. In the aftermath of strange psychiatric and
biogenetic experiments, our narrator questions reality, laments the loss of
truth, and perhaps even reveals apocalyptic prophecies.
This is the first in a trilogy of poetry chapbooks with accompanying
soundtracks. The soundtrack instruMental albums can also be found on
**Only .99 cents!!**
Joseph VanBuren is a writer, music artist, horror lover, student, survivor,
and the scrambled brains behind Sykophunk Productions. His poetry and
fiction have been published in Confluence, Ink Cloud, and the
anthology Life on a Tightrope; he has written, performed, and/or
produced hundreds of globally distributed songs; opened up for
national acts such as Rehab, Anybody Killa, Liquid Assassin, Razakel,
Lil Wyte, Scum, and 2 Live Crew; and had one of his tracks played on
The Colbert Report.
Spawned from the Hudson Valley, New York, he now studies English and
Psychology in Fort Wayne, Indiana, where he lives with his beloved
fiancée and adorably neurotic dog. His current projects include
getting a bachelor’s degree and creating a multi-media
post-apocalyptic horror experience.

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Shadow I

This mask,my other skin,

fits like a glove.

Looks like the leather

of another,

but it is mine.

I was born into it.

Incubated in hangover,

gifted with angry genes,

shat out into slums,

tendered by the beatings of judgements

and molded by punishment




only found in solitude.

Spending quality time

by myself but not

with myself.

The infinite hum of loneliness.

The rumbling rage of rejection.

In the nebulous clouds of neglect

the shadow was formed,

the mask first worn.


Mad and crazy are merely colloquial.

They don’t use those words any more,

but euphemisms are shrouds and not graves.

He is a product of his tortured past

they will say

before they torture me presently.

I refuse

to reject this mask

the way the world has rejected me.


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