You have to admire the way the lies cling to you, like taut skin. Your very being the ultimate sin for you had an addiction to things that were not really there.
The call was fair. You lied about it. You had love in your heart and something else that kept it company. It was dark and putrid and I could not even stand to look at it.
But it had eyes and it looked into the darkness of things and brought out more darkness.
And I just didnt want to be around it anymore.