Perversion of Reality

A sequel, to bring it up to date.

And now we see a turn

and burn

with a temper

while your simpering

life is whimpering

in the corner of white wall.

 

 

Is this the fade of years

in servitude to a masked malignance,

or perhaps a daze of disrepute

to cover the tracks.

 

 

Torn too many times,

through too many lies?

 

 

We won't speak of it,

nay not yet,

perchance not ever,

but I'll think of it,

with a temper

meant to fuel the tragedy

of that black wall.

Reviews

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Black wall....white wall. opposites. I like this one too.