1st Poem by Viola Grey
1st
So,
the truth will set you free?
Maybe I like this cage
and the desire to leave
is desire long dead.
Wallowing in words whispered
upon forked tongues
can also be akin
to basking in wicked waters
of denial.
But,
let me swim there
just a few minutes longer,
where your subtle truth
will wash me ashore
some other day.
Today,
I remain caged
in my eyrie of lies.
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