If you really want to hear about it,
You would have to ask me,
One sided story ain't good enough,
It's as wicked as it seems.
Take the truth and twist it
To hide bruises from the past,
Good times dispersed,
In the mirror, behind the glass.
A two way street,
Now going just one way,
If you really want to hear about it,
Listen to what I have to say!
Steve
4 comments:
(Adore this "new look" blog! Very scenic and atmospheric!)
Those things twisted and those things hidden are often those things which carry the essence of the raw self! Great poem!
Twisted truths are usually how the other side of the story goes.
Oh I can relate babe xxxx
listen...listen...seems like that is what my wife is always saying...unfortunately I listen but sometimes I do not hear..great poem
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