Thursday, August 15, 2019

Crysanthenmums and Lies # Claine Keily 138

When my father asks me
if I am happy
I lie
because he is close to death


I do not want him to go
knowing of my bleakness
for he was the one who brought me to this earth


I laugh when around him
tell him of friends
and the tall chrysanthemums
outside my door
I lie about
how ideal the places are
that I have been sent to
for my work

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