Can we call it realism?
When looking through that broken prism
Of hurtful gaze, the binding schism
A lack of kind determinism

Let's ponder the reductionism
A flight of fancy egotism
Revitalized with botulism
A Botox burning syncretism

It feeds upon my organism
Perhaps it's just
Astigmatism.

The Broken Prism

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