[ Poet’s Note : This is the second of two poems personifying Truth ]
NATURE OF TRUTH : Part Two
Truth shot point blank through
the centre of her forehead
blood spurting, soiling fine furs of
humanoids at play with slick lies
and shallow Hansard words
trying to acupuncture Truth
......
WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME ?
Will you dance with me
after I’ve mopped the passage
and fed the dogs
Will you dance with me to my
Mexican samba ?
......
[ Poet’s Note : This is the second of two poems personifying Truth ]
NATURE OF TRUTH : Part Two
Truth shot point blank through
the centre of her forehead
blood spurting, soiling fine furs of
humanoids at play with slick lies
and shallow Hansard words
trying to acupuncture Truth
......
WILL YOU DANCE WITH ME ?
Will you dance with me
after I’ve mopped the passage
and fed the dogs
Will you dance with me to my
Mexican samba ?
......