A Reality

A distorted vision of a reality
that does not exist
within the mind of a man who
does not believe
but persists
to falsify his truths
with the allegations of a foreign culture's
inauthenticity
The legality of which
is half that the price
of an arm and a leg.
A penny for your thoughts,
A dime for your time.
Well, a dollar for my thoughts
with inflation on the rise.
Dismissed and forgot
excused from the table
while the accusations fly back and forth
like proverbial mashed potatoes
and let the gravy pour like lies (are you hungry yet?)
onto the floor until you lie there
with no care.

There's no more hair
left on your head,
You've ripped it out,
from all the stress.
You try too hard,
strive to impress.
When all is done,
lay there, undressed,
frail and naked
You tried your best
but to no avail
you failed your test
and only yours
not for the rest
fact of the matter is
you live
with

A distorted vision of a reality
that does not exist
with contemplation
blades at your wrists
two deep breaths
one deep thought
and onto the floor
you let them drop
and scream
"THIS IS IT!"
it is life
it is what you live
and what you live
is accompanied by

A distorted vision of a reality that
does not exist
you took too long
I forged your kiss
onto my lips
both false and fake
one untrue,
the other, mistake.
your hands so cold in fingers' grasp
your face so numb in plastic mask
I wish to touch your hardened lips
and feel only a
moist, warm
kiss.
But of course this cannot happen
with skin made of stone,
why can't you be clay?
At least then you'd be softer
and I could mold you
then hold you
and then I could lie
and say you'll always be there
and I'll never die
but my perception has
blinded me
and now
I live
with
A distorted vision of a reality that
does not exist.