Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Seconds in Details

One second I care,
numbed enough till deception uttered
exceeding the truth buried to the depth of heart.
The other times I lied,
and I saw the word of expectation
surrounded with culpability
in the back of iris.
I had the vision on how 'somebody' I am.
Out of mundane,
it is a feeling highly wished upon
naturally.
Thou forsaken me?
I do not mind, really.
One second,
I could be demurely genuine
And one second,
 I could be an acute person
ever known justly.


- migh