Paddle Pump

Most words uttered are lies, intentional or not

The rooted, meaty, packed and filled statements that we tangle out of our brains with tongues

Our only means to express the layered shit inside of us.

We say and believe our statements for a time being.

Intentional or not

Lakes of lies crafted to keep us moving

Keep us sleeping

And etching

Hiding us from the shit

That might stop us

All the statements have tiny lies within them.

For they are tainted with our opinions

which are tainted with our motivations

My boss wants me to get dinner with her and her family

My opinion is that we need to get work done

My truer, tiniest motivations and thoughts are that I’m awkward around her family