Denial

The illusions in my mind.

Make me see the things,

In different lines,

And sometimes,

I see a stair that leads me up,

Useful in my time.

Artful in its style.

So I take it.

While all around me,

Things are crushing down.

Falling together,

As if to bury me.

I do not deny it,

I only long for the sight it gives.

The calm of fantasy!

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