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