condensed and instrumental; lacking gravity <br />I say my prayers and deal the hands of generalities <br />enticing notions spin the web of possibility <br />but scripted affection lures inaccurately <br />my great escape; a feat exposing mastery <br />I may have caught a glimpse of what you thought could be <br />but assured conviction is a decoy to my apathy<br /><br />Wes Thompson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shrug-off-that-helpless-splintered-smile/
