If we dream of creating,
objects tesselating,
shapes showing cracks,
through which we see
what reality
lacks,
we grow
a desire,
to recognize what we do admire,
to throw
our lives around
start a new, build up from
the ground,
but then we come
to sense, agree to make amends,
we jot down with a painful gesture
we can only fail to lift the vesture
of our one true love.
We are in debt with ourselves,
because we know too little
about someone we see too much.
Notice how you shift perception,
master shifting, experience perplexion.
Now try to decide which one you prefer,
not that easy, right?
Now prepare for being laughed at.