March 26, 2016

i'm replaying images of the past,
like a film reel they go round.  each
time i refine and re-live the scenes.

reality without a mask is too much
to take in all at once.  the slits are an outlook.
imagination adds dimension.

my veiled visage is watching,
sensing.  perception is everything.
don't you see? her...reality?
                                                               chantal linnaeus