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a heavy stale air
today for me
he lifted
Sampson Atlas poet
that he is
my shock
still sits stunned
amid the barbed wire
of his life's truth
bloodied in the convolution
so often we meander about
never seeing beyond
the veil
individuals draw the
curtains around the tattered scraps
that make up the frame work of their lives
and until they feel a need urgent enough
to share the reality of their own personal truth
we often only see the gauzy out line of it
draped by the careful hanging of
their carefully hung frilly curtains
perception can be a beautiful thing
but beneath that layer of gently applied
paint
lays rust and grime that the painter
does not want the outside world to see
and for a few months, days and or weeks
that startlingly lovely worded man
deemed me it would seem
an outsider
and chose not to let me in
not until I stormed his camp
flung open his flimsy curtains
and scrawled with my keyboard
'Better Explain'
and so that he did......................
(Aug 26, 2012 815pm)