They Are Real Poem by Lazarus Knix

They Are Real

Rating: 5.0


When does

A fantasy become

A thing?


When it

Takes on

Throbbing Cysts

Or stark imperfections,

Growing ignobility

On the base

Of it’s spine.

Wearing errors

Like a yellow

cloak.


When Fantasies become

Servile and flawed,

They are true.

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