Lies
The moon has come full circle above Stirring the blood in everyone As the plastic half circle spreads across my face To indicate I'm listening and understand Halfway, I rummage through past scenes Separated inside myself Feeling things having nothing To do with things outside Adding up the clues To see my way through Reaching the truth strangled Inside a cocoon of dishonesty Second-guessing, trying to peel layers back To grasp the immature worm Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 26 2001 03:36 PM PST 0 • 10
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"The moon has come full circle above..."