Poetry: Inception Reception Deception

To catch deception by its throat

Right before it is able to strangle you

In the neck.

To curtail inception before you are

Without original thought,

That in itself is freedom.

Mindfulness, if you like.

To rise and think clearly

Without unwitting second hand thought,

Like smoke, of the same calibre that clouds

Your judgment and leads you

To a place you never forsaw or agreed to go.

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