What do I see that, perhaps,
You don't? Where does my
Eye or my mind wander that,
Perhaps, is off the track? Do
I cherish being unique or does
The phrase "that's different"
Suggest the faint praise and
Deeper criticism I expect from
My errant behavior and wild
Thoughts. Do I crave the more
Staid? Do I want to be ordinary?
Is the conventional a hint for
My future? Will I succumb to
Traditional desires and embrace
The norm? Regular can trend;
The usual need not bore. I can
Bear my standard without it
Dragging me out to sea or off
The rails. Typical might intice.
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Gibberish
Sometimes your nonsense makes
More sense than all the carefully
Wrought philosophies others take
To heart. What we don't know fills
Our minds with theories and sends
Us scattering willy-nilly in and out
Of rabbit holes. Thoughts can also
Be empty like the junk food you're
Consuming. No value-added just an
Automatically registered ooh or ugh
Sometimes you mumble truth when
Others spew misguided words that
Scatter like ants surprised off their
Hill. You know better. Lying doesn't
Come easily to you. You seek clarity
Until it slips from your tongue like
Honey. Honey is sweet but it is not
A junk food. Honey can, like a well
Thought out thought, add value to
The conversation. It offers cohesion.
Perspective

That mirror image changes so
Much. There are details that I
Did not catch. I see them now.
Inverted. Brought into focus.
Viewed anew and seen afresh.