Liar
'What is
on your mind?'
you ask -
I
know not.
I can
recollect
the pain
in my wisdom teeth,
the
sprain in my left ankle
the
nocturnal head-aches
the
vision blurred on my scratched glasses
and the
lonely nights
'What is
on your mind?'
you repeat
-
'you are
always,love' -
this is
how a dream undone,
a warrior
surrenders to rest,
resurrects
a liar.