Perspectives
Am I losing my grip on Reality?
Or is Reality losing it's hold on me?
To see the things that I can see,
stuff that simply shouldn't be!
Wondrous delights and disturbing frights,
all the creatures that move in the night.
Visions of the Divine,with the Devil entwined,
are all things I see in My mind!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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