life is a light bouncing
to and fro
re and de-flected
not often respected
do you like what you see?

to whom do you preach when it's all only you?
can you convince one young man he were two?
convincing conniving confounded connections
reordering words and thoughts in directions
you might not have thought until push went to shove
if the shoe fits it will fit like a glove

but from my verbose vernacular illusions
we come across and throw out our new found conclusions
for order was out there and the going was tough
born into smoke and we're gone in a puff