The First Lie by Tamara Madison

The first lie comes out sharp:

first the pinprick feeling

then a little hiccup

but it works – problem solved!



The second lie slips out


like the second twin

no one knew was in there.



After that you exude them

Like an odor.

You become a lie factory.

Lies issue out

like a steady stream

of packaged product

down the conveyor belt

of your tongue

out the chute of your mouth

and  into  waiting  ears

of those conditioned



to claw the wrapping off the cheap crap

 you’ ve manufactured

for so long you don’ t even know it’ s crap;

 you’ ve even come

to think it’ s poetry.

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