Tuesday, September 30, 2008

A Shit Ton

Two thousand pounds on a late afternoon, and I found him out.
I exposed his exuberance as a lie.

Guiltily I corrected an inaccuracy, I would have loved to accept.
But what then would truth be to me?

An abstract bullshit term like uh huh and no no?

Maybe, but transparency is a lark.
The only vehicle we can rely on in an untrustworthy universe.

I say what I say like a flood gate in a hurricane.
Open lines make every body/any body free.

You won't see Newton cloaking his three laws.
Are you a lark or an owl?

Forgive me for my transgression.
A keeper of truth must be fair and not fair weathered.

Will I Will I Will I wake up early or go to bed late?
I will swoop down upon my prey following the three laws of motion.

Square and Fair.

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