House of Cards

BellKeeper's Impulse

bw Frampton
I feel, rather than see, your stares.

I taste your doubt upon my tongue.

I hear the air around you

grow stale as each moment passes by.

I find your ridicule amusing

as you live out your meaningless days.

Hide behind a smirk if you wanna

but, behind this glass, I call you out

and dare you to dream the dreams I dream,

knowing you would wake without your sanity -

for it is merely a house of cards, anyway.

Published by bw Frampton

I am a proud father of three children and husband of one in Small Town, Ohio. I enjoy lifting weights, reading, writing and observing people. I am now a full time student, majoring in Electrical Technology.  View profile

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  • 3lilangels12/22/2008

    great stuff

  • Janet Roof12/19/2008

    wow this is so fragile i love it. great work.

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