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Just a Game

I tried to find a path
through the forest of your lies,
but there were no tracks to guide me
past distortions,
tiny portions
of reality,
salted with fable dust.

My questions did not yield answers,
only fairy tales,
light as gas, like helium,
making me giddy,
feeding the flames,
until the periodic table of untruth
fell apart
from lack of substance.

No bait from me could tempt you
to throw off your pale mask.
No words could reassure
that there is honor
among thieves.
And so I wandered
on the edge of sanity,
a mere record for your files.

But in spite of the complex mess we made,
the pride and posturing,
the drawn knives,
in the dark,
carving each other up
with phony smiles,
still I wonder
late at night,
(and when the sun is high)
what little game it was we played,
and was it victory or tie?

This was written for The Sunday Whirl.


Old Egg said...

Sounds like they both lost. Perhaps a little education was gained but will either use it? What great word associations you used here.

June 23, 2013 at 8:32 PM
brenda w said...

distortions, contortions, portions... all related to reality or was it fairy tales? Strong write. I loved every bit of it. Questions with tricky answers that play with us... unending, just a game.

June 23, 2013 at 8:59 PM
Magical Mystical Teacher said...

"the periodic table of untruth"

This is a powerful image!

Whirl: My Father

(While I'm on my soapbox, would you please consider getting rid of word verification? It's very difficult to wade through, and acts as a deterrent to those who'd like to favor you with a comment. Thanks!)

June 24, 2013 at 7:22 AM
Alice Audrey said...

Sounds like a party in L.A.

June 24, 2013 at 5:23 PM
miss pie said...

... great post to the meme... words speaking heavy with a past that lingers long past the pain....

June 25, 2013 at 1:41 PM

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