Shifted Visits Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What is reality?
But a shift of visits.
To come and leave,
Shifted visits...
Each time a belief remains,
Long enough defended.
To convince.
And long enough defended,
To weaken and dispense...
Past visits with a conscious mind,
Quick to change...
To unconsciousnesss,
In these days...
Unravelling any thoughts kept to find.

What is reality?
But a shift of visits.
To come and leave,
Shifted visits...
Each time a belief remains,
Long enough defended.
To convince.
And long enough defended,
To weaken and dispense.
Unravelling any thoughts kept to find,
In minds...
Too long gone to hold on,
To reality.

Shifted visits,
Are quick.
And intended not to stay long.
Shifted visits,
Come to go and not to be remembered.

Shifted visits,
Are quick.
And not to be remembered.
Those shifted visits...
Are intended,
To forget.