This and That Bloomin
there is this and that
opposites on the same sphere...
this and other hiding
in plain sight here now
everywhere around we look...
in her he they me
but what goes unseen
is brains eyes and minds
invisible shapes
befronting the world
with a warped mirror surface
distorting sculptures
painted images
and tapestries of grammar
all misunderstood
waiting clarity
the self negates its bonds
and words bloom like flowers
stan sand
Copyright © Sand Blown | Year Posted 2019
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