What a filthy cesspool
Filled with all your lies
It bubbles and belches
Noxious fumes of deceit

Your tiny boat's adrift
Amidst the murky fibs
The paddles long since lost
Sucked into the mire

With each new invention
You slip farther into
The products of your own
Skewed fabrication

A lone figure is weeping
On the distant shoreline
Tears streaming down her cheeks
As you slowly disappear

Indiscreet Episode

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