love vs. lies

love´s is not a lie
it's an origami cuckoo  
catched by the whirlpool  
of a porcelain blackhole

Beneath the surface  
there's a blackhole of secrets
where trust was devoured
by the gravity of lies.

A smile, a porcelain mask,
delicate and fragile,
concealing the cracks
of betrayal beneath.

Each word spoken,
an origami fold,
Intricate and beautiful.
Battles within the hearts.
 
Yet a cuckoo's call
that echoed
as the whirlpool's pull
became too strong to resist.

blackhole beast Surtr giants  
summoning porcelain songbirds
voluptuous vespers spew
kelp robed origami oracle
 
where cuckoo eggs crack
wyrd whirlpool openings
billows carved from foam
rebirthing each lie  
love cusp creation
 
 
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Porcelain dreams fold origami-style
While cuckoo clocks count whirlpool blackholes.

Floating in awe towards what appeared a porcelain glaze.
Facing the inescapable pull of that dense, pitch blackhole.
Another cuckoo traveller, bound to grace the twisting whirlpool.
To be folded like origami then distended, mercilessly.

I have happened upon  
A whirlpool of blue in your eyes.  
Behold, I am spellbound—  
Suspended as a porcelain doll  
Hung in a windstorm.  
It is doomsday in wonderland.  
The awe of you has left me cuckoo  
As all reason abandons me,  
And I am sucked into the black hole  
Where your heart should be.  
Only grippy socks and origami  
Can save me now.

Love is this whirlpool
This blackhole
Love is the cracks in the porcelain of my body
My heart folds like origami
Cuckoo, cuckoo
Time heals no wounds
Was it love or a lie?
Love is love
Is love is
Love is
Love is a lie

Lies

Please know this only a story. Pure fiction.


What lies did you tell them all


For them to hate me so


No one will look into my eyes


I don’t know what they know


I wonder if you told them


I was messy like our home


Did you mention of your absence?


How you leave me all alone


Did you tell them of my thoughts?


How I don’t function in the day?


I roam around and make no sound


Searching for reasons to stay


Do you know that I’m exhausted?


That I’m battling my mind


That I have to hear the voices


And I won’t leave you behind


I know you’re disappointed


I can see it in your face


The voices tell me what you think


As I pace from place to place


Do you tell them that I sleep all day?


Then stay up all through the night


That I no longer take care of me


Do you blame me for the fights?


Do you tell them that I smell bad?


I no longer wear perfume


That my skinny clothes went in the trash


That one day you’ll leave me soon


Do you tell them of my habits?


That I sit around and smoke


That I drink sometimes to get away


Then I write you good-bye notes


Perhaps one day I’ll send one


At that point no turning back


The note reveals all that I feel


And I can’t take the words back


There’s a few things that you leave out


As you gossip with your friends


My mind is sick, and I admit


I have pushed you to the end


I eat to fill the emptiness


Your absence leaves behind


And then you’re near but never here


Somewhere distant in your mind


The silence that you leave me with


Is filled with scrambled thoughts


All the what ifs, and our last kiss


Then I imagine it, your loss


I wonder when you’ll walk away


One day closer to the last


I’m grateful for small moments


And how I smile when you laugh


I know that there’s a war to wage


And I give up before I start


I let you say the things you say


I don’t speak up, i break apart


The truth is I’m the liar here


My words are my disguise


Outside this house I’m someone else


They’ve all believed the lies


I tell them how you love me so


And how you hold the door


The dinners that you take me to


That your hands like to explore


I spin a web of envy


They all want to be me


But they don’t know, it’s all a show


It’s who I want to be


There are no morning texts from you


No missed calls on my phone


The flowers I show pictures of


I bought them on my own


The sexy moves I talk about


They happened in my book


The hero and the heroine


It’s their story I took


I kinda have a strategy


That’s why I play along


I want them all to hate me too


So that leaving won’t feel wrong


I don’t want to be missed


And please let no one cry


I’ll tell them I’ve moved far away


At least I’ll say goodbye