I’m always managing a lie
That I’ve been a success
That I’ll be one
Or less
Even to have one
That it’s just around the corner
The win
The redemption
That I’ve paid my dues
That I’m owed a come-around
I am not
I have not
I will not
Save one
I have successfully managed the lie
The pull-over
If it’s to be a success
then say why
Else you’ve simply
Sold a lie
Oh, a ‘not true yet’?
Hope and assurance
Better to purchase
A bill of insurance
I’ve gotten halfway around
The world with these pants
Spinning you ‘round in the dark
A dark dance it is
A sickening spin
When we stop
The spinning
Hark!
The herald angel
Sing!
You’ve been fooled by
a fools gold king
Yes you saw me walk
Into the mine
Into the muck
Yes I’m covered
But not in proof
Chewing your steak
Flavor aloof
Salted in Saturn
Rings of enclosure
Notice the pattern
Read your disclosure
Nothing here
But a fine figured
Woman
A picture
A love
Potential unproven
This well will
Spot forth a child
Meek and meager
Then healthy, then mild
And he’ll learn your ways
And he’ll learn your gaze
What flash and glints
And turns of phrase
And turn your head
Next he wants milk
And steal your thread
Linen and silk
From ore he’s born
Of desire I warn
With a rhyme unriddled
Innocence unskilled
Appears only as such
If you’ll just look close
An inch past your nose
You’ll notice I’m not
That much.
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