Hiding

This is a night where I wish I could turn myself inside out and be truly transparent. When you see me, you see the illusion I've given to you; like a magician, my expertise hide what really is.

When you speak like you know me, make sure you do. If you have spoken and don't know, you probably never will. The tricks of the trade will not be shared with ones who pretend to be the master of my person.

I seek no apprentice: just one that can decipher the falseness or take the time to listen to the truth.

Random Writing

I had an inkling that this
wouldn't last. So I inked
on blank pages the way we
laughed. I sketched
words that spoke meaning
until one day, they stopped.

I couldn't write right
and despite all the things spoken
nothing was actually said. Despite
being broken, I never bled.
The life is in the blood,
but you've drained me. I
remain me, but in
a diminished form.