Description
HOUSE OF CARDS
The fan is on the ceiling
Majestic as they come
I want some damn reflection
The leaves dance in the sun
In concert with the chirping squirrels
Arguing as a matter of course
It happens everyday
I feel myself changed
by her look, by her book, by her voice on the phone
baring her soul, all her life I now know
He’s hiding
In his closet
Cautiously looking for a meager way into the world
He jaunts into heroic truth
To be recognized
To be valued
He questions this in himself
Between the moments of long sought after praise
That he truly doesn`t know how to handle
Just shuffle them into the deck
Looking for the next opportunity to build self worth on top of a crumbling house of cards
TingZen © 2015
