Hello, Poetry?
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2025 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jun 2016
Tagged
We are about as near to the truth now
as we ever were
and what about the truth?
the whole truth was
wrapped in gunny sacks and
shipped off to the isolation ward?
the truth got bored with waiting
the truth is under sedation
lies are easier to swallow
or to be crammed into the syllabus
is it just us as a species that fall
into spectacular chasms?
I've always just been almost
like Caspar
ghosting.
It'll fall into place
the truth will get up to
slap me in the face and
I'll take it as a personal
affront.
It's yesterday where the truth lies
today
it's just playing dead.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
284
Keith Wilson
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems