When I Look Into Your Lies
When I look into your lies
I can't say
what I've found
the way they turn around
like a lighthouse
light
Some lies are small and white
like a dory on a wave
like a
gull that won't behave
it keeps looking at your bread
But you're a
step ahead
your lies are profound
like a ship run aground
like a
McLuhan epigram
That's not what I am
When you give your
conclusion
I harbour confusion
when I look into your lies
When
I look into your lies
I hear a faint wail
like the wind in a sail
like
an acrobatic kite
But try as I might
I can't hear a word
It seems
so absurd
like a great magic trick
With a fourishing flick
I just
feel a sting
like a tear in my wing
it was caught in your snare
And
though you will dare
to steer your story
I know you're not sorry
when I
look into your lies
When I look into your lies
I can feel on my
skin
the way it gets in
like a blackfly bite
Like a bullet of
spite
it smacks me reeling
and soon the feeling
changes to
fire
But this molten desire
must be cooled in a mold
like a hot bar
of gold
it's too heavy to carry
You should be wary
you could get
burned
if it is returned
when I look into your lies