Reflections #7

I lay down,
Blanketed
By your cross fire,
Watching
As you pretend
To be more,
To be something,
To be free,
How often
Do I have to
Define, defy, deny,
The state
You create,
Our bond
Is as fickle
As your reality,
Who knew
It would be
This way?
And I stay,
Laying down,
Letting you play,
Am I nothing
But your denial?

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Poem © Phen Weston

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