Dichotomy

A lie is repeated with new language 

in an apathetic tone.

A piece of fruit is sliced 

open like a wound, 

and what spills out is dark 

& too long of a story.

On the other side of the window, 

the soft blue light 

of a quiet street breathes in 

& out.


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