let’s talk of evil
it’s slow inculcation
like a breeze
beneath the trees
lulls us to sleep
yes let’s speak
in low whispers
lest it hears
the least syllable
parting our lips
fear feeds it
a simple fare
like monk’s lentils
little need
more to sustain
it grows on
those who oppose
as if a friend
you know
who’ll never leave
we never see
even after we
should
it’s laughter grows
beneath our noses
it walks in light
to deny the myth
clinging to the lies
we breathe in
ecstatic sighs
so let us talk
to define each other
along thin lines
where nuances dance
their chameleon eyes
all we risk
is all we have
to be enslaved
by the lies
we crave
(Summer 2015)
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