Depicting itself, as a shackle from head to toe.
Beautiful as a, forbidden path in which I dare not go.
Or, a stranger’s strong iron step…taken with ease.
Distracting with the carefree, chatter among the trees.
I can convince myself of the silliness that is provoked.
Antagonized by fragmented sentences that appear to have little meaning.
Lapsed and lulled,
My body becomes part of the deception…every time.
I play along.
Becoming insistent that my frame…disabled…is only physical.
Intact remains my mind.