Saturday, January 16, 2010

New Friends

If I am some con-artist,
a nimble and cunning deceiver of the heart,
your only risk is validation.


If I too am like you,
one who would kiss god on the lips
tongue and all,
in your suspicions,
you gamble what is most dear to you;

A kindred spirit in a land of strangers.

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