a snippet of truth

A Snippet of Truth

A snippet
of truth
punctures the
skin of
the buff
body of
cold facts
like a
white bone
from within,
driving you
straight back
to square one.


But the
fractured bone
of truth
once it
ruptures the
smooth skin of
cold facts
makes it
clear there
is no
square one,
no starting
of innocence.
Your life
is a
bone yard
of fabrication
& fear.


Along comes
the doctor
of glib
explanations &
& sets
the bone,
& even
before the
cast is
off you
think you’ve
got the
world by
the tail again.

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