Illuminated alterations guide from androgynous circumstances one knows not the pathways of light curl and funnel around the chimneys of the minds eye
Awaiting each of us is Disillusion the modern mockery of the anxious Disillusion stalks the recesses of the self Disillusion hides amongst the weeds of hope
To confront Disillusion is to lose But the bitter triumph? Reflection
Copyright 2020 Thomas Strickland
My Quest 