Analysis of never lasting lies

between never lasting lies once or twice
I felt you in moments knocking me down,
postponing goodbys,
holding me tight,
it’s my shame holding me
between the obscene & the bold
loathing the moment
until it came to light.

I was born & buried Softley to do time
I had faith that lips were for smiling
hands are for greeting
fear is for guiding
but worthless on your downside
saints have given up, and sanity walked away.

chest too numb to feel
the debts of the dead
pulses of deeds
amused, I never went alone
into the unknown against you
love is slow & hard to push around
too deep to audit what’s left of us
no matter what we give each other.

in the end,
it’s us; we could never believe my love
it’s greed in the clarity of the moments
between never lasting lies.