An Innocent Lie
An Innocent Lie
Let he who is without stones cast the first sin. Is innocence, like beauty, in the eye of the beholder? Do we tarnish those we see with our own guilt, corrupt what we hear with our interpretations, defile the essence of the moment with the shadows of the past? Is our love of the “innocent” a misplaced desire to recapture our morality, our decency, a striving for the gullibility of the guileless, a desire to be purged, cleansed, made innocent.
prisoners of fate
frozen in their innocence
virginity’s lie
John G. Lawless
8/17/2015
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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