Sunday, May 6, 2012

Pain In The Glass

The mirror is bleeding…
It cries out at the distortion of truth…
“Look  in  me! Look in me!” it wails…
...but the conjurors continue conjecturing,
painting what’s already there with overlay
of lies,  Oz illusions, fantastic fabricated
distractions, mental manipulations, colorful
confections, anything they can get their
deluded hands on to bias perception….
‘til mirror shatters screams of shards
that emanate from the last true hearts
and send their clarity streaming to the stars.


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