are we hand in hand
connecting the humanity
across insanity
or, do we fall like sand
through a maze
of incumbent days
in this reality
of tethered brevity
where are you
within the spell
that fabricates the true
where is this
it can’t be hell
for nothing is amiss
or is the truth
so aloof
hey, if this is tethered
why is here so weathered
yet, in the abyss
where we all piss
is the face of love
perhaps, hand in hand
across this imagined land
we cry tears, thereof
©23rd June 2010 Hey Hey
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