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If it was a matter of weighing in
tossing a dice
calling the bluff
Acapulco cliff diving
into an onyx caramel sea
full of saphired…desire
then I smoke ‘em all

Even when the physicality of fear
Descends 50 flights into the soul
I’ll persevere

Dating the wrong man is an
Oxymoron useless what if
as if what ifs were ever useful ifs
when you knew what you were signing
on the broken iffy line

Their secretes,
I’ll never tell
Their faults, they’ll never see,
And all my checkered past
I’ll lie and say its crém de la peachy
a la femme fatal
with strawberry swirls

I’m gonna cry attentively
Because….
that’s what the best of them do
cry on command and laugh on a cue
it’s all a matter of who
sees you and who you want
to see you

I put on a great show, I know
I was made an actress from the start
The mediator, great daughter, star student
With the urgency of an audience
to hide what can’t be spoken
Perhaps it just takes a smarter man, to figure me out
A stronger one, to persist and love me
from the inside out

Slightly inspired by Tom Waits, as this is my TW period: “I’ll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past, send me off to bed forever more.”