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Scary as the Truth May Be
Scary as the Truth May Be
She sees us through her keyhole
and knows we’re looking back;
a train goes on true-north a ways
and then returns on track.
The door that has a peephole
can be seen through both sides;
she says she’s watching, I believe;
believe this two-way glides.
For, what you see can see you too
and has its found and vantaged view;
there’s nowhere dark enough to hide;
we’re all in fishbowls deep inside.
She sees us through her keyhole
and knows we’re looking back;
a train goes on true-north a ways
and then returns on track.
The door that has a peephole
can be seen through both sides;
she says she’s watching, I believe;
believe this two-way glides.
For, what you see can see you too
and has its found and vantaged view;
there’s nowhere dark enough to hide;
we’re all in fishbowls deep inside.
Published 3rd May 2016
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3rd May 2016 9:43pm
4th May 2016 2:26pm
Horror films are the new porn....sex and death....sit in a theater and watch the crowd....
3rd May 2016 11:18pm
I don't know whether to refer to Floyd's Wish You Were Here or Nietzsche's staring into the abyss quote, so I'll just say good write instead.
4th May 2016 2:28pm
Thank you....this was a poem about a discussion where a woman sat in front of me telling about a fear that she has....and she described it so well she scared herself into orgasm.....visceral, eh?
