truth be told

I find it hard to lie
or at least i used too
Yet false words tumble out of my mouth
with such convincing ease.
I shock myself sometimes
at what I find myself saying
at any given moment.
What is it I lie about?
About the man lying right next to me.

D.
D is back.
I see him for quick lunches
and illicit sex.
I lie to Seb, tell him there is no one but he for my bed.
As D dips lazily underneath the covers
between legs.

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October 14, 2007. C'est Moi, dating, sex.

2 Comments

  1. aporia24 replied:

    That is so beautifully written…
    it’s good to know that im not alone.

  2. j'son replied:

    Sounds like a good time to me
    carry on
    js

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