Deception

to be in utopia, to be without consequences - what does that really mean? a douchebag that feels not, sees not, hears not because the destination is reached. be without repercussions while the peacock spends endless time opening closing those brilliant colored feathers but the brain is alarmingly small, don't say a word for a tyrant sits on the throne and suffer those would, for any critique unpleasing! hush now, already the breathing is a little faster, eyebrows are raised, for the illusion begins to crack when untouchable is surfacing from within a mirror and walks through thin air, like the rabbit vanishing from a magician's hat, so too the proud peacock and douchebag for both now begin to crumble at a fantasy gone wild. no more rehearsal tomorrow, the rouge has entered the scene, disentangling fine cobwebs, dusting off fairy tales unreal. no stable ground is at hand, when power vanishes, so too does midnight strike, then the trickster sees, hears, feels what had always been real.