as a poet unearthing the secrets of my soul i often feel transparent

Useful Insights

"The truth is often a terrible weapon of aggression. It is possible to lie, and even to murder, for the truth"- Alfred Adler

I need you to tell me the truth.
No darting around it, no skirting like
a 1980s vintage lounge room, just truth.

I need you to peel back the layers.
No chopping them up, no blending like
an electric bar mix, just truth.

I need you to forget excuses.
No quick alibis, no covering like
a sheepskin rug, just truth.

I need you to dust off the memory.
No repression, no throwing it to the back like
a bruised apple, just truth.

I need you to turn the page.
No reading backwards, no flipping like
a glossy magazine, just truth.

I need you to pull out the skeleton key.
No fresh-cut copy, no replacement like
an interchange bench, just truth.

I need you to untwist your tongue.
No silent pauses, no muffling like
a broken speaker, just truth.

I need you to look me straight in the eye.
No blinking the lids, no over the shoulder like
I'm made of glass, just truth.

So tell me now, before I shatter

Poetry by Caila Ihle
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Written on 2006-09-13 at 01:47

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Honesty is such a lonely word, even when it is within yourself. Beautifu and true insights, all.

Zachary P. B.
is truth subjective? after all, perspective changes everything. right and wrong, fact and fiction, there is a blur there...

but without knowledge we are nothing.

wonderful caila,