Liar’s Lean


Her pale face peers like a ghost groping for reality-

Her white whispers trickle down 

Burning my beating heart, 

She takes my mind for a ride, we linger for awhile

Upon the liars lean… 

Then transient thoughts trip us up on the white wall –

Every end is sudden.

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