Freedom/Anonymous
We anonymous
Never real to one another
Experience, perceptions,
Family, friends, yet strangers;
Unable to penetrate beneath
The persona presented with
No consciousness of masks
Picked up from some lofty self.
One day we think we will
Discuss our truth but opportunity
Sails away like a liner voyaging
Into some distant port where
What we thought to reveal
Is lost in the marketplace of
Ideas, conjecture, composition,
Suddenly it becomes too late.
We realize we do not have
Complete control of ourselves,
The truth we believed we knew
Is less specific than solidity
Of the objects populating our lives
Riddled with emptiness between
Atoms we cannot but trust
Will continue supporting us.
It all seems a dream, but more,
We build a world around being
Recognizable, though we are
Less known than guessed
Some inkling of spontaneousness;
Even loves, too little comprehend
As lives are shared between
The lines, staving off loneliness
Though together, separate;
Living life anonymous.
Prompt
What are the definitions you apply to your relationships with the world? Create something that illustrates your position.
Gratitude List
1. Daylight
2. Creativity
3. Absence
4. Togetherness
5. Love
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