Illusions

Illusions

Ahhh...

so I'm talking again to you

or perhaps

it is only the illusion of a confidant

the perfect

silent friend

nodding in agreement

tagging along with my brilliant ideas

nudging me with your elbow

winking in conspiracy

two vagabonds running wild

I will play

along for the ride

knowing deep in my heart

that you are a trickster

masquerading as the nurturing creator

Hiding your wicked smile

as if I could not see

that your nightmares are brighter than my fireworks

screaming white noise

Simply try to close your eyes

Ahhh...

so I'm talking again to you

or perhaps

it is only an illusion...

Angela Minard 2015©