Mary Jane's Shoes

Mary Jane's Shoes

Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.

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January 18, 2012

In a box

In a translucent box

I reside.

Much that captivates is seen outside, yet

the view by me is not reciprocated.

Others do not see beyond,

not through windowed walls the space I occupy.

Unseen frayed white curtains,

I may draw.

A glimpse offered.

Eyes with no color defined,

mine, see through these translucent walls.

And from a safe distance I reside.

Life a careful distance kept.

A clear reality separates,

protected I am and protected those

truths of different minds, within

my glass haven.

For judgement there is no room.

Safety of thought,

in my open home.

Walls clear, yet walls shield.

With calloused fingers

touch softly the edges.

Touch the corners formed of clear planes.

Softly feel the structure.

Do not shatter the support.

From within, mindful of perspective and priority,

view the real.

View that which is beautiful chaos.

In outline form order is created

of that which reaches eyes,

before it touches skin.

Order what is soon to melt the glass,

just as thoughts precede the splatter of paint upon canvas.

Ordered chaos enters

this translucent box

safe, ordered


Stunning in its truth,

the purpose may be questioned.

Living, looking from an ordered world

to the beauty that is chaos.

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