PerCepTions


Slivered perceptions in broken mirrors like shattered hallways
Never ending but hardly remember the beginnings that stay
A few moments too long beyond the waking from a dream

It's the noose of whispers that keeps us tied beyond
the notions that sleep in daylight under many assumptions


It feels..... as if something is winding down, something is changing. It could be that everyone is leaving. The tourists, the college kids, friends. It could be that the doctors appointment showed absolutely nothing wrong, like there was nothing EVER wrong. But it's slow. It's not happening all at once. It's like you wake up and it's the same day, but something is subtly different. Maybe it's the season changing. Maybe it's hormones. Maybe it's muttered facts that stop one dead in their tracks.

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