TBird

I've got this thin layer of cellophane

Stretched across my vision. 

Not skewing what I see 

But giving a veil between me and reality.

Like everything I touch sticks with a thin film. 

And I can't necessarily discern what is real. 

Ever trusting and believing. 

Without doubt - never fleeting. 

And if this veil will ever lift. 

I'll feel wide awake.

But today is not that day 

So I'll stay hidden under this thin meshed curtain

Drawing tight the corners of reality

Around all I encounter.
Eagerly.

12/21/2014
Riley Welch