Afterwards
You are the missing word
reading fantastic 'guise.
Torn between politicians and brokers,
What's black and white?
Sunglass reflections 'claim
meaning isn't more than the pack
of stickers, safe for a space
Opinion isn't truth--you convey
The very faith you are
not the wax sculpture's mistake.
If Eden's public property
Your worst enemy will always be
the label maker.
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