View from the Psyche Ward

By , Mississauga, Canada
Clouds puffy, soft nd pure
the horizen dim gray blue
it's secert so demure
if only i knew what was true

Blue speaks of truth overhead
and gray of what's been said
meet somewhere in the middle
to pled my heart's riddle -

Over-done, over repeated
like all the house rooftops
expanding further then the sky,
proof of the world's lie





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