In Truth I Lack

Concerned with self
  birds in a row

Concerned with self
  all droppings show

Concerned with self
  the blindfold tight

Concerned with self
  not day or night

Concerned with self
  what’s real distorts

Concerned with self
  my voice retorts

Concerned with self
  front turns to back

Concerned with self
  —in truth I lack

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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