up close, it all
seems good. the blur
of beauty, the
smudge of happiness
in the form of fun
and laughter, the
power and pull
of sex, but
as you pull away,
with time, as you
back up, and take
another look, suddenly
it's clear, what
you thought was real,
was a mirage, a
dream, a notion of
what you thought
happiness was, or
could be. you are
stunned and relieved
at where you stand
now. awakened. your
vision cleared.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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