When I lie I lie with utmost confidence, knowing that
when I have said the right lie the right number of times
and have blessed it with bluster, a perfect smile, and
a canny crinkle to my eye I can know, it will come true
it will have been that way forever and the sayings I have
said untrue will all turn around and open up and be
(as they always were) real
I tell you this, and note my belief
1 comment:
I'm a sucker for good titles. This one's great ... ties the poem (intentionally? unintentionally?) to the "waft and weave" of Sevenly.
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