Compensatory Illusions
A hierarchy of antecedents
an inverted pyramid or
joy that precedes heart break
and well wishes
tears that cascade after facts
and unchecked plane tickets
sentiments divulged, rearranged, displayed
like an Muslim at inquisition
Scientist's solution burning
on a Bunson burn
making sense of what had happened
Was. Experiments and
Pyramids worn down to their skeletal
interior rooms and burial chambers
How did we arrive in this dead place?
Ditto, of course.
Batting away bits of silica
during sandstorms
Protecting the inevitable
We cry, out lips quivering
with Kleenex in hand
manage to voice our opinions
with scattered hesitation
inhale and outbursts
We will prevail...
The sum of our greatest parts are nothing more
the secrets told without witnesses.
Results. Answers. Regrets
and courtroom Sustains
those wanted advances
in unwanted fashion
slip through embroidered lace
a stenciled moment as
lips softly quiver with an inserted name
fill this blank space
with repeated fashion
we are the final product of
Biblical conclusions
Stone pyramids sinking into
Egyptian dusk.
Precede down the river lust
obstructed by “In God we trust”
We are slaves to ourselves
the builders of nonetrenal things
Sold on an idea
with white picket fences
and when paint wears away
replaced by golden entryway
The problem with sight
it sees no illusions
If money is the root
why keep planting it?
Copyright © Ts Lewis | Year Posted 2016
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