Trapped in Doors?

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Bang bang,
One after another
slamming the doors to the past,
nothing to see here,
move along people…
don’t need a long line of looky-loos to the show
the scrapings of the pieces,
yesterday…well….
I’ve gone taken the train
to better sights
then this here places.
This one here…
well, that’s a sticky one, that one…
still clinging,
not quite ready to go the distance
but I’ll come round
just wait and see…
like these mirrors, you’ll see new things
exciting and laughable things
on the other side of the show…
distorted,
ain’t seeing it all quite right…
out there living in those stars….
those shiny sparkly things…
can’t believe in ’em I say…
smoke and mirrors,
nothing there….
watch me
what I say ’cause I know
been there
done that…
nothing there and no lingering baby
so just keep on moving on,
come along and follow the rest,
they know what’s what…
smarter than the rest I always say….
wait,
where you going?
No, don’t you run away…
I know the truth…
can’t you see?
My truth will only cost you
a dollar or two…
as the song plays on…

As I slip away
knowing what I know
deeper than my senses will ever give….
space….no cost in being
no price in becoming one with the light,
the truth….
I walk away smiling
purse tucked tight…
no quarter gave slip through the next portal
for tomorrow waits….
my kind of place….
off the path of the side show barkers
bartering with their nothing
as the paint peels on yesterday
I repaint my tomorrow
pretty carousel ponies
and dreams waiting in the light of a new day.

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