Engaging Solo View

Why in-limbo living these last few weeks 

means stress lurks uneasy, moreso in a 

cave’s confinement, though if sensing it 

relieves - brave utterance admitting this,

we still only see all the ‘fait accompli’ as 

alignments lacking ‘civilised’ subtlety. In 

the event nothing has changed, yet the 

scant psychology claimed is feyly awry 

So we grant it a base premise why we 

can’t change make of this true reaction 

to dissociate feelings we’re measuring; 

no-longer a give-n-take-community-fête, 

part of the break-out came from altered 

pleasure’s intent sensed on awakening 

There’s other reality too, old ideas used 

as commodities now fly apart an instant 

after in combo-inured thinking, the best 
part’s then contained in remains usually 

referred to as the reasons why its worth 

a testing effort to try and understand 

But we’re not in the square; we seek an 

out to anywhere rules aren’t made of a 

plastic substance painted in dream-like 

surrogacy - there’s assured room for it, 

if the delusion dizzies you enough; the 

bluff is insured an engaging solo view …  

© 10 November 2014, I. D. Carswell