Allow me to spin a tale
complete in its vagaries
misdirection points straight toward
the truth hidden at the core.
Laugh it off as the jester pranks
dancing as you pull the strings
yet look above in the heights
and you'll see the joker in command.
I'll cast the mirror towards the crowd
showing what the world beholds
all the while few suspect
that what they see is my secret self.
Here that way and back again
the twisting serpent is amused
when attention is turned its way
by written words on the page.
Words are bent in metaphor
made to seem like so much more
than what this writer shares with you
behind the curtain of prose revealed.
© 2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20160621.