I didn’t remember his name
No, that’s not true
Mark Linn-Baker
What a funny, unforgettable name
I didn’t care to remember it I suppose
He didn’t matter to me
Really this Mark Linn-Baker was just there
Anchored in my brain
Alongside Dana Plato, Lisa Whelchel, Ken Kercheval, Roxie
Roker
And the rest of the litany of not quite stars
That worked so hard to barely imprint themselves
On my consciousness
The lot of them barely identifiable as individual entities
Except as who they pretended to be
And like me that’s the only important reality
The masks we wear for better or worse
© Gayle
Force Press 2006