Open-faced, I face them;
yet see they are not what they say
-a two-way mirror with no desire to show what lies behind-
and I sit, face in hands, and try to play their games
but end up lost amongst the Fun House maze, wondering where they all hide
and where the laughter comes from.
Yes, I know this feeling. Good imagery.
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Thanks. I’m sorry you know this feeling, too.
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Yup 😞 most days.
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😦 Maybe I need to try other neighbors.
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