What It Seems
When clouds twist around the sun
And make a walk turn into a run
When the old reverse back into the young
Nothing's what it seems.
When the mirrors bulge and crack and fall
And the people in the pictures on the wall
Watch every person, their eyes on all
Nothing's what it seems.
When the fire burns red and bright
And people run away in fright.
Nothing’s what it seems.
Copyright © Caitlin Feely | Year Posted 2013
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