F Alse E Vidence a Ppearing R Eal

A clear bag of
Water
Hung by the
Door
Flies, Flies
Hundreds of Flies
Swarming
The back porch

A disguise 
For through their
Eyes
A spider web
Distorted.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 31, 2009 at 7:45 AM
Awesome writing here, Terry. Love the title ... very familar in my world of recovery ... smile ... Welcome to PoetrySoup! and hope you continue your excellent writing.
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