Lies

That we are lying is the big lie
And smoothly lying is untruth
Because nobody smoothly lies

And there are lumps in throat
Where they lie smooth as ever.
Our poems are big lies below.

Poems in a throat smoothly lie.
They skitter skyward and blue
And as empty and high as sky.

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