Kabuteng P.Ink K. Poet Free verse

Lying Tower

Lies...
stack them up like
foam blocks, all foamy—
or wooden blocks 
be wooden

Higher, and higher,
piled on top of the other,
teetering

A foundation built on lies

Sky high, too high 
one 
last lie
to put on top,
one more lie
as white and light
as a feather

but it is enough
to let everything
topple over...

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           P_S_
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                      N_g


Liar mother,
what becomes your child?

liar child,
what will become of you?







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Andrea Dietrich March 17, 2012 at 5:01 PM Please come back, NIkko!!! just a time or two during the week. You are super.

Dalila Agtani February 21, 2012 at 9:26 PM I wonder how many names can you derive from your name NIKKO. Beautiful theme on lies on this piece. I am trying to figure out your avatar picture. Is it a bread? I know my guess is wrong! CG (sige) Love Dalila

Wilma Neels February 21, 2012 at 12:31 PM Going, going, gone :) I have a theory btw :D

Wilma Neels February 21, 2012 at 12:26 PM hmmm oh lazy one!! you had me laughing out loud with that correction and with the captcha thing.. I will not tell you what my one said now! *mwahugs* it is a rough cut thing that I am sending, just want to see if you can pick up what it is about :D

Wilma Neels February 21, 2012 at 12:15 PM hehe, no silly woman!! I actually wrote that for the "life without the soup" contest ;) gosh is it really that convincing?? I hope those errors is not returning.. btw I have something I want you to read but seeing that you are off to bed I will not bother you with it tonight my time / today your time :) *mwahugs*

Wilma Neels February 21, 2012 at 12:08 PM hehe, you remember back in the day when we had problems with the soup?? so tell me the deal with this write Missy? :D *mwahugs*

Charmaine Chircop February 21, 2012 at 4:25 AM A very profound poem Nikko.. I love the laddery effect of collapsing..No matter how the truth can hurt in life sometimes,but it can never hurt as much as a lie..Very deep Nikko,Hope you are fine dear :).I'm on and off here lately,im having quite some tough nauseas:) Hope they pass quick.

Wilma Neels February 20, 2012 at 9:32 PM Missy, I absolutely love everything about this write even the format but I especially love the questions you pose at the end because ultimately that is what it is all about! ;) I am about to start my day and will nag you later about the name change :D *mwahugs*

Glenn Sentes February 20, 2012 at 6:11 PM I soooo lurrrvvvv this! Beautiful is an understatement! Keep inspiring, Pen. =)

Andrea Dietrich February 20, 2012 at 5:12 PM This was so cool, PEN NEE. hahaha. Love the shape you did inside with it. So what gives with the new name?? My shoulder is aching and i can barely hold my eyes open. Man, I just need to finish.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 20, 2012 at 2:11 PM ....withe lies and black lies.....oxox Anne-Lise

Kash Poet February 20, 2012 at 1:02 PM Very Creative write by you Nikko.So why do you become PEN NEE?