Could be an illusion

Or maybe just a dream

Doors shut, winter gears 

Cold. Staged. Well prepared 

...

Images, revulsion 

Sleight of hand

Splintered memories

Son of man

...

Myths, conspiracy

Malicious plans

Clouds of darkness

Script in hand

...

Lights out

Curtains closed

Faded memories

Confetti greets the floor

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- Thomas © Sept. 05, 2015