Where It Hurts

Matt Eayre/Uneven Streets Studio

unevenstreetstudiosdotcom

I see her

(1)

days go by and I live my lies

truth sacrificed for a smile

minutes pass and I don’t look back

just walk another mile

could I take you there, is your existence dependent upon perception or is there more to your being,

is that the real you I’m seeing?

(2)

I’ve learned what I could as I fought through my dead-end-roads to land untouched by asphalt or steel cables, metaphors notwithstanding I have discovered uncharted territory inside the accepted reality.

Could I alter your vision, I would

to put broken edges to gold and silver

(3)

A secret language, he says, and explanation is requested. How can a lesson be gifted to the un-learned and un-tested? Speak you the words from where you can find truth,

your own secret language will expose the way forward.

I would linger with thee a while, milady, I would borrow…

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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