Deception Poem by Paige Nielsen

Deception



A sly glance,
Does it mean what I think it does?
Perception is individual
And deception is a constant in everyday life
Secrets and rumors whisper in a cloud
Hovering like miasmic fog above our heads
Truth lies buried under a basketful of
Dirty laundry
And half the time, deception saves minds
A safeguard against insanity
We pretend bad things aren’t really happening
We blind our eyes and close our ears
Uh, reality check?
Peel off the skintight mask, you know,
Lies have no curb appeal
Sleight of hand doesn’t make you
a magician

Saturday, May 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: fog,insanity,lies
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