Monday, September 27, 2010


Fake once told me

"I'm exhausted"

"I'm abused"

"Explain", I said

It took me to busy streets

Where hundreds fake smiles

To cubicled workplaces

Where thousands fake know-it-all

To crowd-flowing parks

Where millions fake love

To cozy, dim lit bedrooms

Where zillions fake orgasm

And at last to a mirror

Where I saw myself faking strong

I nodded "Fake you must be really exhausted!"

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