Congenital Liar (Written July 25)

Congenital Liar


Of course, it all depends on the lies

She’s already told. But there are

So many she’s having trouble


Keeping track. She’s met a man

And wants him to believe she’s

Somebody she’s not.


She’s afraid, with good reason,

The whole edifice will fall,

Like a house of cards,


The moment she gets her story

Confused, or somebody who knows

The facts steps forward


To straighten her out. The day

Will come, and there’s nothing

She can do about it, other than


Continue to lie, or say

Nothing at all, and play dumb.

But she’s too proud for that.

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