Tortured Inversion

A Poem by Alisa Js

when the manner of exchange

is something other than anticipated,

greater than predicted

smaller than projected

having nothing to do with truth

how can that be?

living in a world of our own design

flying blind

similiar orbits blow through

maybe it's better this way

is mental illness simply believing you are genius

when others realize

it's anything but

yet, say nothing

smiling without song

quiet denials, decades long

when did the latter days blend

splashing over blind blunders

in that distant place

long gone

and still,

we remember

or at least, we think we do

promises made

laughter shared with the hope of more,

whispers spared when the sun froze...

© 2016 Alisa Js

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. serah .

-- ohhhhhh... this is an intensely thought-provoking piece of poetry with beautiful imagery... -- i relate deeply to the idea of "flying blind"... and i did... for many years... and then i went through a phase of being in denial about it... -- i wasn't able to face the nature of my bad decisions... (and delusions)... so personally, i find greater relief in deciphering the haze and facing the truth (no matter how ugly it is)...

-- brilliant stuff... and i really like the title a lot... for me, it's about how we look at something... invert it in our minds... go into denial... and pretend that something ugly wasn't ugly... but i might be looking at this poem through the prism of my own experiences... and seeing what i want to see... -- sometimes, we readers personalize poems as we read them...