Liar's Gospel

I choose to lie because

I wish to void

the imperfection of being.

Flawless vistas compel 

inexorable subterfuge.

It is a perpetual battle

against becoming vestigial.

Every lie a jewel,

multifaceted,  

capturing riches. 

Jinn

 

Aswim

In tones of night and honey

I'm sap flowing over clocks' hands

which tempers time sweet and sticky.

With firm strokes I swim 

beauty's sea cresting... 

Her eyes glint

deep below 

like shark's teeth

mocks moonglow.

France on the South Side

Boo!