Aquarius

you weigh things
Aquarius
some things you think
always preponderate
to the truth
now even to something
criminal
you no longer go for
that which is beyond
reasonable doubt
there is no such thing
as truth
immutable
there are only
compromises in lies
you know it
inside
the convoluted past
spitting fires at you
like dragons
still alive
you close the door of the
cave
to an abracadabra that
you have invented
outside there is only pretense
pretense
you dress up
and walk away.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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