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tacit lies are not lies, white silence is not surrender
only fire can douse my fire,
a wildfire: cadence of your silences, {between words} speak to me;

mercurial are these cadences in your silences,
been fermenting
in my mind
;for a w h i l e

white lies are the best lies,
where wanton ivy twines.

sanguine, blood-crimson red,
is the [default] color when you shut your eyes
in disdain to erase me
from your pristine mind of minds.

i know i live in an unmoving world,
one floating in between
the holidays and vacations and letsgotothesea---
a world where childrenlaughdancesingandbehappy,
where sound never scatters into the sun.

he thought the sun lonely,
shedding unrequited light&energy&
[other scientific things
that turn into energies of all kind,

the man in the corner of the coffee bar told me,
that nuclear energy is stolen from the sun, too, but---
i didn't believe
him.
but i think maybe, just maybe

if i am under the sun long enough i will hold an energy
an energy powerful enough to bring him out
out of that dreadful grave he meanders in .

the most abstruse things, are also the cogent things.

so, white lies are the {best} lies,
the ones that don't mean surrender they don't mean a thing and
vacant meanings are the ones people love.

[no one wants to listen, to my senseless ramblings,
or esoteric, scientific abstruse theories of the simplest complexities.




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