Santa Claus and the tooth fairy fighting over my two front teeth. Bruce Banner and Hank McCoy physically debate who's the biggest beast. And death is the least of my worries as I try to bring comfort to her life. Pussy is the least of my thought process as I try to become a wife. Lies, they say, are relative until told in front of your eyes, then the reality becomes a new exhaustive surprise. Where you will wonder who has fooled you once, only she who moves to fool you again. The one who fools you a third time, who could expect more of any friend? 'Cept apologies to go with it. Doses of reason and explanation. There are always causes and effects and mitigating circumstances. Never any truth, even the most basic one there is, "I just said what I said, shit I did what I did."
No there must always be a version, of "I did it for you," maybe to cause an aversion of me doing it for me too. But in the end there is only one truth, that every one of us knows to be true, the only mutherfucker you can trust - most basically is YOU.
Twisted Pisces aka Wiser aka Infinite
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Written July 16, 2007
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