An understanding states and instructs That the "real world" consists of constructs We all oblige each other to reach an understanding But to apply this loosely rather than too demanding
This is to say we lie so often to our imagination That we insist unreal things are real by tradition It's from such constructs that we struggle to be free Breaking our shackles to explore our fantasies
It's the inter-crossing boundaries that are stranger Than, the normalcy sought that breeds the most danger Of the dangers that intrude overtly and seemingly most These are the shadows of the past, living on as ghosts
(c) October 4, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along