Sisyphean Attempts at Self-Improvement

Pathological

A little fib here,
A couple falsehoods there.
Fabrications and falsities frame
my every sentence and story.

Truth and clarity dissolve
in a torrent of prevarications and lies.
The simplicity of genuine honesty
doesn’t matter to my mendacious tongue,
which delights in the beauty of chaos created
by improvised and fictionalized realities.

What’s the point of coming into the light,
when I flourish in the darkness?


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Line Count: 12

Written For: "Cards Against Authors" 

Prompts (Week 17):
         Prompt Card: You can't be bothered to turn on the light, so you sit in the dark.
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         Word Cards: Dissolve, Torrent (You only need to choose one word to use)
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         Theme: Beauty in chaos

Form: Free Verse