persona non grata

Posted: November 13, 2014 in Uncategorized

my only confrontation

a united affront

a collective cold shoulder

 

echoes of a liar’s tale

whispered in the dark

 

dancer stumbling

through a hall of mirrors

making love to his reflection

 

GET REAL. KILL A FANTASY.

 

crazy from the ions

keeps me jumping

 

it’s no problem if you just keep moving

 

like platinum lightning

flashing across the clear night sky

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Comments
  1. Bob Burkhardt says:

    the visual is wonderful… can i shoot that dancer?

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  2. Robin says:

    Your poem provokes very strong visuals for me.

    Like

  3. corollary to the golden rule: keep moving the mouse to outfox the mouser

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