Truth
Your truth is everything
Wrapped inside the lies
We’re the ones dawdling
In the foyer of a festive house
Holding hats and heavy coats
Waiting for someone
To kindly take them away
We shouldn't have worn coats.
We’ll drink too much wine
And forget these comforting lies
When it's time to go home
And the wind will remind us
It's always been better
To wrap ourselves in layers
When we finally arrive
At the place where it feels safe
I’ll strip you down
To your raw pink until you’re
Trembling in the soft gray
Light of a true half moon
But you don’t get to undress me.
My socks stay on
No matter what
And you’ll never pry
This shirt from my back
I won’t get peeled like an onion
These threads won't unspool
What will you do
If it’s just lies all the way through,
If beneath the lies
Is something neither false nor true
Like an axiom propped up by relativity
Or the noble lie that helped me survive?
Whatever it is
I hope it’s you
Who finds the way in
And conjures a way
To kindly tell me
The truth
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