I'M a Liar
It's like walking and standing and feeling and drug.
Its like poet and killer.
Perfection and loss. All from above.
Its like bed springs in water, and whispers in sand.
Its caressing the dark when you cannot see your hand.
Its pleasure and silk and rain from above.
Its thirst and breath in a playground shove.
So easy.
So simple to read.
It is many rising , and so few to lead.
Just chess pieces. Board stricken. Stiffly obtuse.
Bending easily.
What a kind, worldly, washing, truth.
Lets beg for each other.
Lets wipe eyes and be sick with passion.
Lets be drowned by crystal rafts in diamond fashion.
Lets lie to each other,
in corners on fire.
Sell our words to blurry faced buyers.
It is all from all and infinite desire.
Perfect sentences from the mouths of liars.
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