Masquerading
Surveillance blinded,
entire world smells of deep chaotic swine,
draping unconscious minds,
delusions rhyming perfect lies,
rocking to sleep withholding eyes;
the crazies have come full blown from gloomy hidden caverns...
Bones –
Halftones –
Pebble-stones –
Unrecognizable and scattered
more imperative, mine emotions tattered,
walls painted by own burdened splatter –
being served up on shiny platter;
keep masquerading as one of them,
splitting heart down center with story grim;
conformality is not flowing between these veins –
conformity never tasted satisfactory going down own throat drain.
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