Flank Attack

Pathetic escapism where I can find
Selfish solutions to help me unwind.
When reality reads the riot act,
I ignore the facts

to seek a virgin landscape.

Life’s problems are clear.
Putting them aside doesn’t make them disappear.
When calmer climes of imagination call,
I must force myself

to face a rusting reality.

My escape is limited by the solid truth,
But imagined perfection is better than none at all.
When forced to choose between the two,
I prefer embracing both

to battle life in a flank attack.

© 2013 Wasted Space Publishing

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