This poem is just another lie.

another evening
victim of the invisible hand
this night won't be any brighter
or colder
but colder nights are coming
coming
colder nights are coming
I am running out of songs to sing
I have been left dry in the brutal sun 
for so long
I could take my chances any night
not tonight
tonight, I am just a plain coward
scratching the surfaces
on which beautiful things grew
this poem is just another lie
I write truths only in paragraphs.

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One thought on “This poem is just another lie.

  1. Omg! “this poem is just another lie / I write truths only in paragraphs.”

    I feel like I get this so much. I often feel the same way about my own writing. It’s not intentional, but poetry can be interpreted nearly any way. Paragraphs seem to be more clear somehow.

    Anyway, I love poetry. Maybe because life is also not literal. I don’t know. But to me this is golden. Beautifully written 🙏👌

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