lies
add up,
the lying by omission,
the hiding
the deception,
the evil of it all in small
cuts
of a dull knife.
texting
texting
texting.
i'm doing nothing
wrong she says,
as he stands
in the kitchen
cooking their dinner,
her lies
are out of sight.
they can't
be trusted, these
types.
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