This poem talks about how cosplay lets our minds be free and be in the world of the fiction that we adore. Going in costumes and being like them takes us to a different and more exciting world.
Anticipation bubbles
as convention dates draw near
and all my feelings muddle
my excitement, joy and fear
we’ll get our costumes ready
all my geeky friends and I
with seams and brushes steady
wielding paint and glue and dye
we toil for love of fandom
and the characters we choose
pose solo or in tandem
in so many different shoes
always ready for pictures
we enjoy our fleeting fame
ignore the hateful strictures
no wrong way to play this game
for a moment in our lives
break away from all that’s real
and we’re satisfied to strive
to our own ego ideal
for the fiction we adore
work our fingers to the bone
not a hobby, something more
when we cosplay, we’re at home