Delusional

The twins now squeeze pretence that shows, A caustic sneeze in fake odd flow. Unease curls round as envy drags, Jealousy grounds the fake face lag. Lack tells for sure the message loud, Fickle allure frames fancy proud. Sad outlook floats in hollow fate, Empty the boat where lost souls rate. There is no cure for hollow minds, Who can be pure where horror finds? In delusion floats commotion, Crude illusions seize perdition. When heart feels light the way is shown, The mad man sights what's best unknown. Delusional the mind gone mad, Empty coarse grind of gall most sad. Leon Enriquez 11 April 2017 Singapore