Funhouse Mirrors in the Street

 Funhouse Mirrors in the Street

 

Something material

might

Take hold of my interest

 

But like all things ephemeral

It won't last

 

I'm So

Sick and tired

Of giving you my time to you

All you care about:

 

"What can I get out of him today?

Will it be better than yesterday?

 

How can I give him my least

In return

He'll give me his most?"

 

Its hard

Living this reality

It

Being proof of another universe's theory.

 

Smart enough to know

Better than that

 

Experienced enough to

Have been down the wrong road a few

 

Still scratching my head

Still looking

 

What's wrong for me

Its also

Wrong to you

 

Confusion sets in

 

What works

What seems right for me

Is totally Wrong

For you

 

Maybe

Ill stop looking at you.

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2011

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The Deputy

Kill them before they grow.
The voices tell me:

“You’re not good enough.”

“You’re not smart enough.”

“You are not thin enough.”

“YOU are not enough.”

Kill them before they grow.

Sometimes they sound like my own
Sometimes like a friend’s or even family.

The most seductive
most pleasing one says,

“I don’t care.”

Kill them before they grown.

I never said that they only spoke lies.
Often they tell truths I don’t want to hear.

Discerning when the lies became true is difficult.
One must abandon acting out of causality.
Otherwise
they would all become defining.

Kill them before they grown.

Learn to make your own decisions
so you are not led by them.

©Christopher F. Brown 2010

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