all i know of life comes from
dog-eared novels and
dusty encyclopedias and
half-caught dreams like
the shadows of leaves
dancing on closed blinds -
other people's views.
so whisper me savage truths.
don't think that falsehoods
will spare us.
tell me: is what i know real,
or a lie?
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 10:12 PM UTC
all i know of life comes from
dog-eared novels and
dusty encyclopedias and
half-caught dreams like
the shadows of leaves
dancing on closed blinds -
other people's views.
so whisper me savage truths.
don't think that falsehoods
will spare us.
tell me: is what i know real,
or a lie?
alternatively titled, "a recluse, speaking to a thunderbird"
