Had a glass of wine, and thought about different woman I have known in my life.........Pax A
TRUTHS COLLISION
no one knew who she was
Indeed least of all herself
At this point it did not matter
Once the hand was dealt
Books and covers are judgement
Strike that statement from the record
She was judged by what was seen
No more could be expected
All the passing people, all the passing lives
All the masks of survival
Joggers, daughters wives
Some lives are so simple,
some so complicated
some are mapped and plotted
Some are blind and weighted
Do you see the same as others
When you look into the mirror
They see outward projections
losers, watchers, winners
Hermit crabs change the shell,
or home becomes a prision
Tight, confinded, the screwed up mind
implodes on truth's collision
pax
A
7/07
~Butch Howard
Love Tinka
Gina
Love,
Susan
terrific!
Love,
Susan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Fee