Faith

Humidity up! in his pool of lies,
clueless to choose his
interpretation -
she cries.

Always just here say,
did he ? Did he not?
No one to pin-point
until he gets caught.

Up in a tangle,
down with the truth,
admitting his follies-
Which ones should he choose?

She assures him the honesty
will set his soul free...
Free to disappear,
from harsh reality.

He confides just enough
to confirm her suspicions.
Now hes out on the street
with no pot to piss in.

Stepping on fingers
of the hands that feed you,
is a self absorbed choice
in the movie pre-view