Fibs of Consequence
I know that I could wrap myself
All around your sour little frame
I could swarm your life with warmth
Known only in forsaking dreams
I know that I could see into your lies
And dissect the poetry out of them
I could make you so beautiful
While you float in your sham
Inch by inch you reach your doom
And you know it by now—
A heart like yours
Is meant to consume!
Tell me, liar,
And liars to come,
Why should you fear
What we already know?
Why should I not embrace you so
Despite every abyssal blow?
I will cross you stricken by this truth
That when you lose—as liars do,
There will be another fool
To slither your life into
I could let you rest
Into my soulful acceptance
I could help you begin a life of promise
With the remnants of your deceit
Yet I know I must—in a blink,
Release you in your trails of ink
And find my way to clearer waters,
Where tears are more assuaging
Than your fibs of consequence
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2017
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