To the pink insipid sky
to the illusion of unseen pleasures
to all that is woven in words behind your eyes
and to all that I imagine remains unsaid in your gaze
delicate man, those of your kind, pride in the clean
unspoken nature of norms,
am I guilty of scaffolding your victory with insincere smiles?


About Kate Houck

Educator. Human. Poet. Seeking truth through experience.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to Complacency

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s