An alternative Reality
A dreadful drawn path of
M i s c o n c e p t i o n
To ones vivid imagination
The scale of their worth.
Rank of sanity.
I displaced my specs to view again
The world in its Mosaic form.
As if through the watercolors of Manet
As if through the surrealism of Munch
As if through the sentimentalism of Rockwell
The parks.
Shopping malls.
Up and down again.
Through the eventful pedestrian’s city street
Souls flutter past me like paper charades
In my congested ears
I stuck two paper balls
To stifle the sound of discretionary commotion
And sieve through the meaningless words
Listening to the world as would the
plants,
mammals
and sea creatures
Noise.
MBE 07/18/04
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