The Persistence Of a Fabricator

i am a liar

from the tip of my toe nail

to the curl of hair follicle

where my brain begins

to where my spinal cord ends

the greatest falsifier will...

tell you they care

because thats exactly what you want to hear

and she wants to hear, and she wants to hear

but thats my baby mother

her, she my whenever I want to go there

you're my right now, right here

i love you. you, and you

your world is charged with the grandeur of my delusions

fervent hopes

my good dick enhances these illusions

her chimera

and the other her's pipe dreams

I'm not at all what I seem

but my persistence makes you believe

I am the footnote beneath deceive

so when you read this

and I'm found out

you'll can say what you want

rant and rave

it will only increase my stock value

claim me more fame

I will be your asshole, your son of a bitch, your dog, your motherfucker, your lame

I will stare right in those homely eyes

lie through the dental floss opening in my teeth

take none of the blame

remember you said you've never met anyone like me

so how can all men be the same

maybe all women are unchanged

indifferent

you all fall for the same thing

appreciate my art

your mind is my canvas

your ear is my art gallery

my media is fibs, lies, figments, and phantasms

my preserver is my sex

keep your eyes fixed and your soul intertwined with orgasms

so when or if I do decide to slip up

and the fam-I-LIAR seems out of place

just please look past this blue hue of my face

that is so fabulist

think back to my genuine voice

my sincere words

our coitus interruptus

and the fact you ignored my lisp [some ppl said this particular line they didn't understand, but just think how a SNAKE sounds]

dear you

my lies

 

sincerely, a forehead kiss

how true this isn't, or is this?