all dissheveled within - though the outer appearance <br />quite proper seems and trim to the casualest of glances. <br />but deeper delving into find no formal adherance <br />to law or rule of thumb; still illusion entrances. <br /> <br />all dissheveled within - with a semblance of order <br />to greet on-lookers, - thus to disspell reservations. <br />the chaos hidden away - an invisible border <br />is interposed between mental throes and gyrations. <br /> <br />so all that anyone sees seems as solid as granite, <br />smooth and competent - soothing - neat as a pin. <br />two faces own this place - though i never did plan it; <br />an outer mask of peace - all dissheveled within. <br /> <br />and if hypocracy's not what i would - nor deceptions, <br />folk seem content - maybe bound - by their shallow perceptions.<br /><br />moon batchelder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shallow-perceptions/
