Have I left it too open, my window For you to see the inside? —A room, full of thoughts, Crafted by my spiralling mind; A bed, full of love, Overflowing, from an oversharing heart
Let’s cut right through the bombast ... your camouflage of words And redefine the essence ... of what you’ve never learned Your double-talk pontificates ... to lure and to distract Whose lies deride wherein you hide ... from what the truth exacts