cluttering the net since 2001

black lie affair (poem)

Tuesday, Sept. 17, 2002
black lie affair

in the early dusk
there you go
all dressed up with excuses
sometimes i can hear myself breaking
these cracks are the bridges that lead me
to places i shouldn’t know about
places that should only exist in movies
seeing your lies move around the bedroom
in the dark trying not to wake me
while i squeeze tears out of my eyes…
reality is a bad scene
and your silence doesn’t hide the ache
10:32 a.m. ::
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