Horizons sent to photo finishes,
Stopped looking, while return diminishes
Shots fired from reading pre-loaded magazines
Oft times conjuring monsters’ from movie screens
Compassing compassion fashioned Visine hindsight
Blind to virtuous reality, dreaming on monkeyshines
Lost and found through bi-focal never-ending spectacles
I toast with a few glasses of rued thinking, deja vu,
Sightseeing simile as passersby smile, like they remember me
Yesterday wasn’t 2b, so I hope I can see the gift presently
Dimensionally challenged so hands shade light angles’ insight
Left to sadly google blue screens to reveal wealth over night
I choose to accept over the counter renditions’ inflicted matrix
Forever 2b hoodwinked into submission, of unrefined positions
Conditioned to overcoming by hoping for death someday……
Instead of cold lusting after finding and losing heaven in earths
Foolishly searching viewpoints that anoint, unable to read righteous
So I keep checking the mirror to see enlightenment, looking back at me!