Lies Gather


Some lies gather,
recollecting the past as if
dragging dirt into our
house and interrupting
a conversation with the
unique thud of a
mud encrusted shovel
released, dropping against
the floor causing
scarring to the white tile
with gouge marks
equivalent in size to the
lines that rail-road
along my arms.

Advertisements

Please feel free to comment on anything regarding this post.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s