Poem: The Borderline


by Debi


living on the borderline –

he needs you to be crazy for if it isn’t you then who could it be he can’t risk being crazy because blame is easier than self-reflection even while eternally gazing at himself you’d think he’d see the truth but the warped mirror allows only distorted appearances open to myriad interpretations and misinterpretations

existing on the margin –

he requires you to be irrational for if it isn’t you then who could it be he’s unable to chance being out of his mind because denunciation of the other is simpler than personal implications even while ceaselessly contemplating his own reflection you’d expect he’d perceive the reality but the deformed glass sanctions no more than misleading forms accessible to countless views and realities

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