Poem: A Lie

i died
a few days back
in the courtyard
of a momentary palace
jesuit chalice
of him and her
death by the color
of black and white
he asked me
if I wrote a prose
stuck a pose
poked my nose
from up so close
he wanted to know
if I lied
when i said
I died
a few years back

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