clocks and mirrors.
they all tell
the same
lies.
if you ask me.
a dream of juxtaposed - almosts.
trigger finger fantasies. and silver spoons.
tossed aside. here.
and.
dressed to kill . culture shocker
with a mission to mask indecision.
there.
time is a god of the mind.
and we're all mind-gods. in disguise
minute hands like sandpaper .handshakes
the seconds speak volumes. if.
you're willing to listen.
the hours screaming bliss.
as the reflection relies on indifference.
glass cages- and ticking timebombs.
both can kill you. if.
you'll listen.
illusion is a tool.
and the clocks tell lies in the form
of reflections. nostalgia.
we're built on image- and distrust.
and the mirrors scream ::sleep.
they all tell.
the same.
lies.
if you ask me.
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