vain attempt to change an
unsuspecting future
placing transparencies over

snap shots, of us

the one were you stand
facing stark truths
and i stand
facing dreams un touched

pretending our hands
touch
creating illusions
of compassion
photo chopping in
love

formatting truths in simple denial

with heavy hands
i lift the illusion
i let nature show
what i am forced to accept

the one were i stand
facing stark truths
and you stand
facing your own

standing
side by side
back to back
looking at our own horizons

we recognize nothing
except what is behind us