Splattered
"Oh, how you splinter me...."
Looking, through your looking glass
Portraits, of your present
And images, of your past
You say you see
You say you know
You say you do
But really....
You don't!
You sprinkle your sugar
You sputter your spatter
For all of those as yourself
To whom, it doesn't even matter....
Wrapped in your paper
And wrapped in your chatter
These monuments and pyramids
Of your self, absorbing...."Splatter"
Your purposeless, and your pointless
Pitter patter....
Your lines, they are divine
Your words, they are immense
But unto me, they do all seem
Void....And teetering
Upon the pretense!
Standing in front of you now
Staring, into your eye's....
You tell me that you do
But I do, wonder why?
Peering through your window
Looking through your glass
Your visions, for tomorrow
Should your yesterdays....They pass!
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~ Splattered ~
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