honestly

yup. life is a big liar. great work

indeed, thanks robert.

For the record, this certainly came out of a forum discussion between Sumeet and I, and then Aish just killing it with a response- see her poem "Bezerker Ballet"

Truth is subjective. There are so few absolutes in life, two of them being change and death. There are plenty of ways to lie, including lying by omission/silence, and lying with the truth. We all lie every day, and mostly to ourselves.

Love the evocative language in this one. Every time I read over it, it makes me take an introspective look at myself. A nice dark edged contemplative piece you have here.

Peace, Indie

awesome, great response thanks much indie...labored and ruined this several times, stripped back to this,  preciate the vote of confidence

Great piece. Life is a lying whore!

indeed, a gluttonous ugly beautiful whore...thank ya sir

Aw, LB thanks so much for the plug, that is beyond amazing! Truly.

"Licking the wounds of truth" is farking brilliant. You even brought Tao... SoulBrother, you, me, and Sumeet need to hang out. I will leave it there.

Oh! Excellent poem. The final strophe is a killer.

thanks much Aish, and the plug well just necessary. clearly that lil thread lent a bit of substance.
The mentioned rendezvous would be a wicked fun romp I am sure!

Dense little philosonugget you have, lb. The triple negative in "no lack of imperfection" made my brain swim in place there for several seconds. I think you ought to market a yin yang dartboard. No numbers, two bulls eyes, and you lose points for hitting them. Don't know with this if it is a compliment to say that the words hit their mark here, but they did.

wonderful, a true vote of confidence. Thank you much Steve. The darts you suggest sounds intriguing, perhaps it could be rigged to where your enlightened if you hit the bulls- or more fitting would be to get electrocuted. I would play

I'd like to send this to falco lol. I found this different from your usual work! But still had a powerful meaning.

Ha,go on send it...thanks much ms. gee an gee

baron

i need more time for this. this is giddying.
like paragliding post gulping a bucket of
ayahuasca. so i will read this a few times.:]

the rendezvous is surely something i must look
forward to.

like i have said will come visit this one again.
then might be able to say something.

light be with you.

x

sumeet

Thanks much sumeet...you know the light is always left on round here,welcome anytime

I find it interesting that this poem's narrator associates imperfection with absolutes. It seems like he lives in a very sterile atmosphere, a world of too much surface perfection which hides an insubstantial core.
"Licking the wounds/of truth" felt a bit corny, and the apostrophe should come before the "s" in "dot's", but otherwise this is a really good poem.
I like the idea of animating honesty, as though honesty is a dead thing in this world.
Critique is JMHO. Thanks for the read.

Thanks for commenting jack. The imperfections relating to absolutes is thinking along the lines that "truth" is absolute,and there is no evidence it exists at all. the corny- perhaps,i will weigh that. The "s" apostrophe- preciate that, did the edit. thanks for taking the time to comment