Friday, March 23, 2012


Tenuous unacceptable reality drives
withdrawal to interior world,
a well-furnished and carefully
tended palace where none are
allowed. No one is that trustworthy.
Wish the lies were not so prevalent and
intimacy and honesty were valued and
pursued. Music, forbidden food, endless
books, and sensory delights abound within,
soothing skin and soul,
permeating and removing the accumulated
grit of disappointment and falseness,
massaging in expanses of
fur-lined silken-textured

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