Counterfeit
by dee via lex - Inverse Times Friday, May 3 2019, 10:34am
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this is reality,
presented like a ghost
from the mouths of liars --
u must adjust to it
i have no intention
as what u present
makes no sense
to my sense,
i cannot nor would i
adjust to a turd
seeing
i could see forever as a child
i had not yet been trained in blindness
i could hear angels sing
until i was taught the chromatic scale
now i hear only what it produces
i could fly on my magic cloud
and go anywhere i wished
by imagining,
now i am offered street directories
before i was taught to write
i could read the universe
now they give me books
with limited characters
haven't they yet realised
i was full to overflowing
from the inexhaustible well within me?
now i am dying of thirst
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