by PlainoldJaneBoredom, Ohio, USA
Apr 2016 1,024 Views 0 comments
UNWANTED CONSTRUCTION
I answered the door and found that melody of the past
It disguised itself well this time
Didn’t seem familiar through the peephole
And was wearing a different shade of skin
It spoke to me in many tongues before
Sometimes using a thick accent
Or emitting a new scent
Hiding behind this mask or that
And each time I was fooled
Not paying close attention to its tempo
But eventually recognizing it
As my walls continue to grow
It disguised itself well this time
Didn’t seem familiar through the peephole
And was wearing a different shade of skin
It spoke to me in many tongues before
Sometimes using a thick accent
Or emitting a new scent
Hiding behind this mask or that
And each time I was fooled
Not paying close attention to its tempo
But eventually recognizing it
As my walls continue to grow
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Posted: Apr 2016
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