i lie

I lay. I lie.

 

I owe you an explanation.

Fernando, the storeowner, sells drugs to feed his family. 


His ugly daughter isn't loose. 


 

You should know this by now, 



Jesus is not double-jointed. 


My cobalt blue v-neck sweater makes me look slim and tall. 



 

I’m a poser. 


You’re in love with Casey Affleck. 



Resolutions don't exist unless given to you wrapped in satin. 


Satin, (to me), is cheap. 


 

M.I.A. asked me, “where were you in ’92?”

 

Then told me to whistle whistle blow blow.

 

I still cannot whistle.

I no longer speak to M.I.A.

We no longer speak to her.

I’m a level four vegan. 


When you offered me a cube of cheddar cheese

I forced myself to eat it. 



I force myself to do many things for you.

 

I speak fake French on my phone

With no one listening on the other line.

 

Oui ju, aui par.

No one listens to my stories anymore.

Not the real ones.

Not even you.