Behind The Veil

January 15, 2020

Much of the time we’re faking it,

the airs we put on most false

Impressions made and set in jade,

green onions the main course

Our friends change out with stature,

as silver turns to gold

An alchemist’s dream, the grandest scheme

—our hearts once warm left cold

(King Of Prussia Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

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