Thursday, October 26, 2017

poem of the day October 26


All the effort spent on folly
trying to plug a universe
full of insecure vanity 
The battle of delusion
is like a bad tattoo
that covers the soul
in pigments that wiggle
over the skin without
a true direction in which
to view the reality
as time passes into 
the broken mirror

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