Daily Archives: January 15, 2014

While I Contimplate Your Sanity

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when we saw of each other, i figured we lied

and that was the first thing that struck me as right.

 

the thing I’ve begun to ask is

what’s the truth behind your word is?

 

and all of this

which is

 

you lying

and me smiling

like a child.

 

what classifies a fib?

charm glib?

 

well

I’m beginning to tell

and boy, is it swell.

 

you have me like a butterfly

I’m stuck and I just need to try

 

it’s under the rocks that I sweat

it’s in the dirt I start to forget,

 

but you

sleek, smooth

powder proof

and gold tooth

 

that smile is like a slate

being drawn upon the grate

slowly un-knotting me

 

slowly

 

till

that  lie

seems  just right.

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