DANCING OFF-KILTER

 

 

In the fog of remembrance


Shadows dance


Uncertain of their truthfulness



Deception rolls dice in the corner


A trickster among us


Hark! Who goes there?!



A thief? A wolf? A reflection?


An answerless response



Memories fold into themselves like a kaleidoscope


Black and white (somber without color)


We struggle to comprehend the gravity



Situations we block out and barricade off


Sequestered in a tight cube of perception



How could one tolerate


Let alone, survive such actions


Committed by the trusted committee of our lives



We've grown through and around them


Like scraggly branches in search of sunlight



When options feel few and confidence feels shattered


We collect unworthy people like tokens of good luck


All tail side up and toxic as any hellscape



Mementos of life before the tragedy and torment


Distortion thumps out from our internal speakers


Finding equilibrium takes far too long



As we dance off-kilter in a wicked frenzy to regain self worth and ditch self sacrifice.



 

 

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you`re welcome

you`re welcome


ron parrish

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great thoughts,enjoyed the

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ron parrish

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thank you :)

thank you :)