Fictions

Proliferating all the fictions 

of 'I', housed inside

a funhouse mirror

that seems to foretell

the chaos to follow

the quiescence of passivity,

the faux acquiescence

to the sibylline utterance

that ought to have been met

with a genuine remonstrance,

resonant enough to smash

the unendingly distorting glass. 

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Holden Moncrieff

Thu 7th Jul 2022 01:56

Thank you so much, Carol, John, and Stephen, for all your kind comments, I'm more than grateful! 😎😊

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 6th Jul 2022 08:22

This reminds me of current events in the Uk, Holden, especially at Number 10! Excellent poem.

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John Botterill

Wed 6th Jul 2022 07:30

Fabulous imagery, Holden. Disturbing, yet fascinating. 😎

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Carol Congalton

Wed 6th Jul 2022 00:55

Interesting! Love the last 2 lines in particular!

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