It.

in poetry •  6 years ago  (edited)

A dream, a myth.
A beautiful lie.
Ripped from the centre.
Replaced with cheap macaroni, flaked with stale garish-red paint.
This pastiche.
Is no fun.

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I love the imagery here.

In a way this is a full poem for me:

A dream, a myth.
A beautiful lie.