Down, Down We Go
verdicts lie in mind’s eyes
supposition a waste of time
should I, could I, might I, may I...
smaller still into the rabbit hole
I fall with you standing over
stories cover up falling down
aplomb recognized as truth
what is truth? don’t believe
we can ever know through
the veils of maya, illusion,
forgetfulness – waking up to
fall asleep again...down and
down we go...
Copyright © Cynthia Cross | Year Posted 2019
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