Confirmation, Loud

How oft I see what isn’t there,
Projected from my restless mind;
But it’s the same way everywhere —
What we want most, we always find
 
And claim that others, too, must see.
What vanity demands – requires –
Is confirmation, loud, that we
Have seen those truths, not our
 
Desires

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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