Thursday, March 5, 2015

Shell

Fingers on the lips' container
The error pointing out 
Your ways, the grandeur 
Blindly hoping for better
The reality slapping truths
Into faces bottled
In faces, the little dolls
Smiling, I waited
For revelation to reveal
Your secret
Admiring the most
Artificial
True
Nature
I sacrificed
My character for your shell.

~

RNH