Gestures - Puce Mary

Is it really important not to lie

To speak so that everything rings true

Can one live without lying and quibbling and making excuses

Isn’t it better to be lazy, lax, and deceitful

My words mean nothing like you

People like you can’t be reached

I wonder whether madness isn’t in fact the worst kind

You act healthy, act it so well that everyone believes you

Everyone except me

Because I know how rotten you are

I am

The vertigo and the constant hunger to be exposed

To be seen through, perhaps even wiped out

Every inflection and every gesture is a lie

Every smile a grimace

Suicide is too vulgar

But refuse to move, to talk, so that you don’t have to lie

I want to leave it as I have left my other parts one by one