The Words of Liars
by rosangelica.
i.
Sound beautiful
Words my mind deemed modern
I stopped cleaning my ears out and followed my eyes
Sound appealing
Many senses but only one is functioning
Touch
Sound sweet
Mumbles buried in pillows along with strands of the curly wool
That layered my ears. Listening to you wasn't even an option.
ii.
The words of liars descend through my mind in the same pattern. These patterns all follow the same, phony wavelength that never fails to penetrate my outer shell. Luck fails to be on my side so why lie to such a woman? A woman who has slept with deceit and committed her soul to scoundrel. Not to be manipulated into innocence because I've never known a man to be synonymous for ethical.
I have never been at the right place, if it exists, at the right time. If I have, the universe did not permit anything to be so.
Time, specifically my time, has been spent on the wrong people. I'd go bankrupt just to get some time back. Might not mean anything to those who are promised tomorrow. None of my promises have ever been kept which explains why no one keeps their's. It's only just.
That was the biggest lesson of all.
