The Mask of Your Voice
Tone aligns deception...
whispers hide beneath lies...
tongue tangled in a mirror...
as your mind sweeps ash and fire...
all memory lodged in account...
broker fantasy revealed...
This self portrait that is well worn...
your world has been revealed...
Self fool all else aware...
...We smell lies on steaming breath...
...wade alone in discomfort...
in this sinking pool of great depth...
Preach not fool...
The wise are smart on mass...
We simply tolerate your whimsical...
having come up from the trench...
delusional your fate...
...as truths watch and wait...
...Self fool all else aware...
Truth fans the flames...with great care...
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2012
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