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Legerdemain


Benjamin
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Some times I wonder why I'm not insane.

Perhaps I am.... For everything I know

turns inside out and upside down in this

bloodjaded cage. And I find humour in

predictability. The gibbous moon

my pet familiar, reminds me of

characteristics of a childhood; spent

in aching loneliness and struggle

to avoid bleakness of spirit, that

unmitigated loneliness incites.

The face in my mirror is back to front:

I empathise with the inanimate.

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  • 3 weeks later...

I don't even know what bloodjaded means, but I think the speaker is referring to his earthly flesh, his "cage." As for humor in predicatability -- I'm like that, too, seriously.

 

... aching loneliness and struggle

to avoid bleakness of spirit, that

unmitigated loneliness incites ...

 

How terribly vivid! Yet, that "legerdemain," the speaker's observation of the face in the mirror that's "back to front" has an eeriness, almost like having no reflection at all.

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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