the great wall stands - between you and me
on one side perfection
on the other - calculated insanity
you dream - I write
I write - you laugh
you cry - I write
I write - you write
this interaction and play of words
leaves one vulnerable to mistakes
and the constant editing of our lives
at times - appears to be more than
any one life can take
the house of cards erected - on blank pages stands exposed
as each joker places bet
on the marks needed to eliminate
paying the seekers toll -
the outcome of the meaning
once the random cull is met -
leaves a sold out copy of
the self
topping the best sellers list
the breach of contract judicated
by the wall of stone -
rising higher with each publication
stripping my soul from bone
bkmackenzie
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