No-one understands, even as it is explained.
When you say
things aren't as they appear,
he thinks he understands, nods
as if the pair of you are wise.
We none of us wise. I am not wise,
even with much more clue
than him.
Later you hear him telling Betty
that things are not as they appear.
He has her pinned
in one corner of the kitchen,
one arm against the wall and leaning in.
She is nodding
to pass the time until
she can escape back to her desk
and all the time you're telling this to me:
I only wish I could get to my desk
and talk to the machines.
From Marie Lightman's prompt if somewhat perpendicularly.
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