hindsight is twenty-fifteen

based on vague perceptions
hollow contraceptions
crystal clear reflections
can become addictions

hindsight is twenty-fifteen
past secrets passed through a screen
carried skyward on sprouted bean
once revealed never again unseen

the truth is out
with its snarly snout
miss muffet might pout
on her circuitous route

silence may be golden
to her honor beholden
precious silence stolen
solace an immense onion

peeling back the layers
impels the falling tears
unsheath the muffling walls
to hear burgeoning calls

release the voice deep within
which causes you to laugh and grin
to fly and swim on feather and fin
with true self merge in sacred union

hindsight is twenty-fifteen
past shadows shone on a screen
washed in fresnelated sheen
the inner lens blossoms clean

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About Brad Werner

Technical Evangelist
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