We all live in layers of surreal dimensions
and natures intention in ticking clocks.
Shedding skin reinventing moods
as days begin and end.
We all speak in layers of words and meanings
and understanding feelings stripped bare.
emotions reeling, language stealing
happiness for misunderstandings.
We all live in layers of our invention
and blind convention, creating truths
to ease and soothe our conscience
turning eyes and lives away.
We all live in layers of life’s complexities,
and honesty ill at ease
with complacency ignoring the way
that things should be in freedom and equality.
We all live in layers of fabrication,
conceit and deception.Covering our layers of
skin, flesh and bone. Our chromosomes
as years overlap all become layers of dust.