I had been staring for awhile
when I realized the black absorbing my eyes
Wasn't really black after all
And possibly (I thought) more than that was lies

Odd, the leaf to my left (green?)
"alone on the end of a lonely limb"
Compared to what - the black I guess
Colorings based on some paintbrushed whim

Trailing of digits through time and space
Then again, not - as the fingers themselves make that so
And "through a moment" - no - through many
Though it seems like one - what the mind doesn't know

Redirecting misdirected (hijacked) attention
(with care) - knowledge of an obsequious bent
To this tricky attractor (vanity's enabler)
An addictive (though not always vindictive) intent

Randomly resting appendage (palm down)
Magnetic (it seems) to yesterday's crumbled shells
False convictions breeding fuck-you evictions
When even heaven might be someone's hell

Surveying, (glance straying) , for no good reason
Supposing, I guess, that I am seeing
But without knowing the author
I wonder if I can truly glean the meaning

What a leap, assuming - assumptions (great)
Though random settles with a satisfactory "click"
Perusing the plausible - annoyingly unnecessary
Yet answering the need to see how things "tick"

I had been staring for awhile
when I realized the scene (in its twisted disguise)
Wasn't much more (or less) than truth or tale
And the black was just my (sleeping) eyes.