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The truth twists, Coiled in flicker of the tongue Through waning light in wick of words, With embers of lies smoldering in hot wax Stumbling through the salt beds and tossing in the tide The truth just hangs in reels of waves, Twining in the break of sea-hatched lies With flesh unbuttoned and ears unwrinkled in cackles that bloom I slip on the truth, scraping down the chalkboard static The truth tasseled In linen roses that lay around me in plush petals Fist with a crown of thorns Scrawl and drive in with lies lathered in boughs of holly In shadow-coated caverns The truth snaps in break of light, Hiding deep in the scaffo