No space for reality.

A reflection. A mirrored image

projected at me.  Following suit.

Reach back as you reach back.

Fill in the gaps with titillation.

Pull back and reassess.

This isn’t real life, it’s just a test.

I can mirror the space that you share

spread about the words that I care.

A reflection of reality.

No space here for morality,

leave at the door your loyalty

become a casualty

of vitality.

Karen Hayward © 2015.

 

 

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