did you write it backwards?
i broke out a mirror
to attempt a deciphering….
——
My poem blank paper tells no lies is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.
The end is so close, I can taste. Kind of cinnamony.
Tag: lies
poorly written (20161118)
i dreamed once
that my parents
[both dead]
were alive again
and reconciled
and living in a
large house
even the
dream me knew
this fiction
poorly written
and all i wanted
was to
wake up
there was no
longing for home
just the need
to get away
from the lie
of it all
inferno (20160713)
every time you told a lie
a devil got its wings
black holes ripped open
space and time warped
and somewhere someone
flipped the switch
on the atomic football
or maybe that’s just me
crushed by the weight
of falsity
but the pitchforks
really hurt
