Liar

 Liar

'What is on your mind?'

you ask - I

know not.

I can recollect

the pain in my wisdom teeth,

the sprain in my left ankle

the nocturnal head-aches

the vision blurred on my scratched glasses

and the lonely nights

'What is on your mind?'

you repeat -

'you are always,love' -

this is how a dream undone,

a warrior surrenders to rest,

resurrects a liar.