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The Nylon Veil

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By Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
The Nylon Veil
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They only ever knew

striped clothes and bloated noses, tricks up sleeves and different poses.

When I asked of the circus

they mocked and jeered, saying “how ridiculous are your ideas?”

.

In my silence

I ran far enough away, to look back on it all and assuredly say;

No one can see the circus ‘till they refuse to perform

‘till they stand still long enough to view the charade in full form

.

Even spectators

are in stalls far from free, if you watch too long you owe the circus a fee.

Is there a way to escape

the great red tent, to refuse to perform or to pay for their rent?

.

It will take much courage

to break out of that mesh, and there are no guarantees of what will come next.

But since the great books

were correct about hell, surely they speak truth about heaven as well…

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About the Creator

Kayleigh Fraser ✨

philosopher, alchemist, writer & poet with a spirit of fire & passion for all things health & love related 💫

“Darkness to me is like water to the sea”

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    Written by Kayleigh Fraser ✨