in the endless combat battle of our internal infernal eternal wills,
we lie-kid-delude ourselves with futuristic promises, false pretenses, oaths and rosy predictions in bold and bareface thoughts, all lies, as they pass from the conscious to the part of the brain where guilt is stored and storied
our success leads to extensions, the big white lies we tell others from shame, or kindness, and trip so easy off our moistened, tongue licked lips, that we are continually amazed by our ease telling lies.
I read the words *factual liberty” in the “newspaper of record,”(1)
regarding some political figures who oft do tell short and tall tales with great frequency, are feel free by taking “factual liberty” and so my heart
skips a beat: hostages released, lies well dressed and redressed in prom attire lies well dressed poems birthed for the arbiters of worldwide propriety,
have granted me life and the pursui of happiness, and most importantly liberty, from those terrorizing the factuals