Minds who do think quite alike

Perhaps are a start to a hike

They chose to share so to climb

Up steep hills to be in a time



When things are truly felt in pairs

As they deal with reality, not airs

Which tend to come about when apart

As some do share vision, which starts



Not in the realness of shared bodies

But in creations of the mind, an oddity

Which keeps them from dealing with the world

In which mud is thrown and sticks hurled



And thus keeps them from getting old

As they merge into nether reality told

From the immaturity of weakened minds

Which deal not with the mars which blind



- Tristram