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Rear view mirror
Yay. Time for the family camping trip
In rear view mirror-SHE can't see
ME looking at HER -HIM looking at ME.
HER eyes keep fixed on roads ahead- I fornicating in HER stead
MY eyes did beg and plead in mirror
MY stomach sick on bottled fear
I see HER glance-and with it find
MY MOTHERS eyes on ME are blind.
In this way OUR family trips were spent
HER silent eyes adrift
on forests, desert skies, blue seas
On every scenery but ME
HER selective blindness does not come free
And for it I pay heavily
MY loss of innocence and dignity
Purchase for HER this knack this ability
AND FOR WHAT?
SO SHE CAN'T SEE?
IN REAR VIEW MIRROR HIM LOOKING AT ME
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