Lies. #Poetry

no, i have no taste for it

i breathe a slow breath and

you sigh into the balloon

it expands into a long winded

lie, a tale of deceit, a tattered 

worn book you bought with a dime.

cheap lies, dirty minds, foolish

waste lingering behind. don’t 

saddle me with this bullshit

you peddle to feed your feeble 

spine, a load of bullshit in repeat

eating your young and spitting 

out fire to your wicked inward denial.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Alexas Fotos from Pexels

#Poetry #Shortverse #Jackass

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