those selective selfies
in an edited prose
supernatural effigies
surrounded by crows
a murderous journey
where the wounds never close
together an army
living life, status quo
I can’t see what's coming
omnipotence charges my life
but you’ve got it cued in
fate wielding chance, with a knife
played out perfectly
like wings of a butterfly
commanding everything
in graves of dragonflies
filtered to be pretty
designed to deceive
feigning the pity
until the doubters believe
whatever you're seeing
the truth is harder to conceive
when you rearrange meaning
and new facts are achieved
you never know what you're getting
you'll never know what is real
the future is seen as threatening
if everyone knows the deal
so you cast your own shadows
till we no longer know what is true
looking out tinted windows
at everything but the truth
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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