in the confined spaces of her mind there exists
a world, complete,
all she has to do is capture it
on paper then share it with
the world.
if only they’d see,
see what she has so carefully worked out
in the confines of her brain
they would understand.
why can’t they try?
their eyes,
unflickering and impassive,
run across a few lines
then click to the next page
eh, too much trouble to wade through
reality is messy
best to stick to flashing ads
and celebrity fluff
the world’s lost anyway
just a matter of time
why won’t they see?
i’ve got it all worked out
i’ll make them listen
you’ll see
Tao Talk 