THE CURTAIN OF CAMOUFLAGE

The thing in front of the thing

really isn’t the thing.

It’s just camouflage.

Just more smoke  

and mirrors.

A sleight of hand

that yields no magic.

An avoidant strategy.

A way of not looking at 

what’s glaringly there:

a loneliness,

a need, 

that’s hard to face,

and impossible to resolve,

if the solution is sought elsewhere 

and outside a self

that does not see the soul 

as its true looking glass.