Truth

I find myself in the unique position of,
having told the truth, become mired in

uncertainty

ever deeper, uncertainty.
I fear I will hear those words again.
Soon, I will, having set myself up for
C L A R I T Y
feel ever unsure of the truth.
This fucker has quite literally escaped my grasp
and now, paradoxically, holds me ransom.
What more is there to say except
fuck me! But not literally.
Poetically.

- Trish