An Unfounded Lie ~ Sunday, March 8, 2026

An Unfounded Lie

And lead us not into temptation, but ...
no, so sorry, never mind, I misspoke

Under the principle, the rule of law ...
no, so sorry, never mind, must have put
forgot what I was going to say, lies
organized and codified ... snort some coke
until I feel the need to dig a claw ...
no, so sorry, never mind, need to sleep
difficult to say, what if my mom dies
even if I make it back home before
death swoops down from above with wings jet black

Listen ... I have to buy a ticket or
in a moment, lose everything I lack
even if I make it back before ... weep

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