words are the broken mirror
reflecting an imperfect world,
now they stick to the fridge
and you can mess with them all day:
- shuffle -
meaning is the lost empire
between the crooked lines;
- fidget -
truth is staring blurry-eyed
at words that were never there,
- shuffle -
and belief is a straw horse
that is hungry all the time.
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